If it happens, let it beAnd if not, wait and see.Perhaps a future lies ahead,Another chapter still unread; Growing perspective in the wait:No not today, but later date…Do not force, let it be;If not today, in time, we’ll see.
All Posts By: Byron McCoy
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A FEW DROPS OF WATER
“If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that Providence required in order to make Waterloo the end of Austerlitz was a little […]
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WHAT WE SEE
I used to write with a focus for struggle, disillusionment, and loss. Hardship and hurt were the lenses through which I wrote. Hemingway wrote this way until he blew his brains out, alone, in a depression he designed. Fitzgerald wrote the same, but in a softer light, until he drank himself to death. Steinbeck […]
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ONLY GOOD
I don’t worry if I’m wrong. I know my heart is good. There were seasons when I did, More than I ever should; That left me broken, left me dark, Denied the good within my heart; But such has passed and now I see, Again, the good that is of me; And if […]
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TESTING FATE
Why do men test fate? Is it foolishness, destiny, or is such decided by observers only after the end is written—for better or worse—when what becomes of a definitive act and a life course after is learned and known, and we are free to critique the consequence of another on whom we affix a […]
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GOOD TO ME
I just want to make you smile, brighten up your day; Share a little happiness with thoughts I wish to say. Doesn’t the world seem better when we share the good we see? This is what I wish to do, and You are Good to me.
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EVERYWHERE WE GO
We cannot run away from storms. They’re everywhere we go; Different shapes and different forms, They’re meant for us to know; To weather through to after-sun And better days behind. Bundle up. Bear it out. For all will pass in time.
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SOMETHING SPECIAL
A dream is something special.Guard it near and closeFor the day when it becomesThat which you need most.
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AGAPE
Love, it is a loaded word, and so we shy away Even when it is, precise, the one we mean to say. Affinity, goodwill, wanting for another only best. Isn’t all this love? Why insinuate the rest? Love can be for spirit, for heart as well as mind. Isn’t this the love for soul […]