A little poetry on a Sunday eve

I took some of my favourite quotes and mixed them together to a little poem. Turned out to be quite beautiful and suiting for many different situations one might face in life.
I hope you enjoy this little piece and stay tuned for future updates on my blog .

For a moment there, I saw an ounce of promise in you. But you weren’t strong enough to follow through on that. I just hope, for your sake that you one day find it again; that you manage to brush away the rubble in your head.

Sometimes something becomes too little or too much. Like a clock reappearing, the hands pointing the correct time but on the table the remains are lying. Like left-overs from a party. We tidy up. I tidy up, without flinching.

Now I’ve learned that some poems just don’t rhyme. Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality.

When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not yet ready. The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back.

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