He Will Never Stop – Endurance in spite of opposition

“If any of you have a desire to be mediocre, you will probably find that you have already achieved your ambition.” – Hugh B. Brown

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Sweat drops find their way down his brow

Sword drops resting on the ground

One more swing to win this victory

Never will he stop

Sounds of the crowd who never understand

Shouts of their doubt force his hand

One more try to break free

Never will he stop

Accusations thrown out of animosity

Ridiculous minds seeking a curiosity

One more valiant swing

Never will he stop

Its the end of a thing that is better than its start

Pushing past mediocrity, his fight a fine art

One more heave to the end

Never will he stop 

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He Will Never Stop – Endurance in spite of opposition

“If any of you have a desire to be mediocre, you will probably find that you have already achieved your ambition.” – Hugh B. Brown

totamanie

Sweat drops find their way down his brow

Sword drops resting on the ground

One more swing to win this victory

Never will he stop

Sounds of the crowd who never understand

Shouts of their doubt force his hand

One more try to break free

Never will he stop

Accusations thrown out of animosity

Ridiculous minds seeking a curiosity

One more valiant swing

Never will he stop

Its the end of a thing that is better than its start

Pushing past mediocrity, his fight a fine art

One more heave to the end

Never will he stop 

04162011

Seedling of the Tide – Bloom where your planted

 “Don’t go through life, grow through life.” – Eric Butterworth

Life is given riding with the tide

On those waves the seed will ride

Being planted with the water’s flow

Giving birth to a crowning show

Breaking it’s shell the water will nurse

the babe of life, breaking the tide’s curse

for the seed’s journey where never to end

had the tide not released it on the sharp bend

So follow your course, feeling the ebb and know

Soon you can be planted no more to roam

And So It Begins – an end to pain

“A fool’s paradise is a wise man’s hell.”
― Thomas Fuller 

 
 And so it begins, my journey through hell

Change in my life, at the tolling of death’s bell

Pick up the pieces, never yielding the spell

Still I press on, advance, though it’s just as well

It will soon end, my journey through hell