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Meaning of life

"The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away." ~ Pablo Picasso

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Lyrics From The Songs Of Life

The First Lyric

Many years ago I awoke from a nap. It was late afternoon as the warm sun cast it's light across my bed. My head began to spin. Everything was rhyming and I had to write. Now, I'm not a writer nor poet, never have been, and don't proclaim to be. It was more like a possession. I HAD TO WRITE! I fired up the laptop which was on my bed and this was the first of many writings that came out. Within 10 minutes this was written word for word without corrections. I wrote for three days without sleep. All in rhyme and all with a message. Some will call them poetry, I call them "Lyrics From The Songs Of Life." My friend Eric, said they sound like a cross between Dr. Seuss and Dr. Phil. Upon reading this he dubbed me: Dr. Swill, and so the doctor was born. I have no idea where it came from, somewhere deep within. I spent my life in business using the analytical side of my brain and I guess it was time for my artistic side to get involved in my life!

If Just For One Moment

by Brian N. Walin

The world revolves, gravity holding its place. But it still keeps on turning, when we fall flat on our face. If for one little moment this world would stop. Is it possible when it did, we all would just drop?

Could we pick up the pieces and put it all back? Would it just be too difficult to get all back on track? What if the world no longer revolved? Would it be in that moment we’d all be absolved?

Would it all be over? Would we cease to exist? Would it be time to heal or just be remiss? Could we take back the bad, and make it all right? Could we bring back the joy, if just for one night?

When I think about time and the years it must know, it’s hard to imagine when it’s our time to go. Would clocks just stop turning and give time to kill, to give us that moment to get up the hill, to climb every mountain, to ford every stream, to just keep on going, to follow that dream?

If just for one moment this world would stop, to give me my time, to get back up on top. I’ve known of life’s pleasures, and even life’s treasures. I’ve given my soul to reach such great measures.

It all can’t be over, I’m not nearly done. I need much more time, I haven’t yet won. I want to grow old and bathe in the sun. But that’s not my fate, God’s will, will be done.

A note to you all who read of this verse, give of yourself and not make it worse. What if your world stopped turning in place? Have you taken the time to think about race, to think about hatred, the war it can bring? Have we taken this wrong…“Let Freedom Ring?”

The world keeps on turning, a ball out in space. A small spec of dust, that’s really the case. It all could be over in one little flash. It could be the cause of one little clash. So, try to remember it’s love you must give, to keep this world turning, so that we may live.

©2005 Brian N. Walin (All rights reserved)

1 comment:

Dee said...

That is how i write too. That is when it is so pure. My brain works in rhymes. it can be quite irritating hearing yourself commentate everything you do with a poem. LOL. but its fun.

Words To Live By:

"The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service to others." -Mahatma Gandhi