Growing… Life


The most fantastic journey is our voyage
through love, trust and friendship.

Breathing out and
breathing in
fate takes us where it will.

The last whisper we hear is
our truth.

To reach the highest heights
we have to know the
lowest lows and,
this secret path to bliss is
always in
forgiving… the unforgivable.

Shaped by life and
sharpened to cause pain

at last,

the thorns grow weary
the sweetness of their legacy
in the beauty of its rose.

Simple, it’s all so
simple… really.


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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

14 thoughts on “Growing… Life”

  1. Your poem just remind me why I shall never be a saint. “forgiving… the unforgivable” That is not simple at all! I enjoyed the soft transparency of your ideas, though.

  2. This is a truly beautiful piece! I love how you wove in the image of a rose, very well done. Write on! :^)

    (And thank you for the comment on my Sunday Scribblings “Give” post, it made me smile!)

  3. Forgiveness brings peace to the one forgiving.
    Lovely expressions.

    Thanks for stopping by my blog.

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