WALK THROUGH THE
GARDEN OF LIFE
By Stacey Kumagai
From seedlings to
birth,
We are here and we
are born,
We're given shoes,
Which are meant to
be worn.
Worn down all the
way,
Back to bare feet…
So we can feel our
own path,
Grass, sand or
concrete.
Walking our life
path,
It is here we are
shown,
That where we walk
matters,
Until we are grown.
But growing doesn't
end,
Until we evolve,
Until we gain
clarity
In what we resolve.
We are works in
progress,
It is here we will
see,
Who we become,
and who we will be.
Life soon takes
shape,
From choices we
make,
From every victory,
To every mistake.
We learn along the
way,
There is beauty out
there,
There is also
devastation,
With moments of
despair.
There are
challenges that shape us
Into who we become,
How we rise above,
Becoming united as
one.
We have moments we
are tested,
We have moments
we're tried,
We have moments of
confusion
Way down deep
inside.
There are moments
of revelation,
Key moments we see,
Where we celebrate
differences,
And similarities.
It is in this process,
As we walk life's
path,
We sometimes
question,
If we can ever look
back.
Or do we just look
ahead?
Do we see what's to
come?
Do we just let life
in?
To let our feet
run…
Do we bask in
liberation?
With freedom we
feel,
When we encounter feelings
We know that are
real.
Like blossoming
flowers,
That open and
bloom,
Our hearts can give
and receive,
There is always more
room.
Flowers are like
people,
They bloom and they
thrive
They reach for the
sun,
Feeling vibrant and
alive.
The ground is their
launch pad,
Their roots firmly
planted,
It is just like
life,
We must not take it for granted.
We must enjoy each
moment,
Take in what we
can,
Be thankful and
respectful,
And even hold
hands.
Along our life
path,
There is a garden
for us,
To take in the
beauty,
SIMPLY JUST TRUST.
The universe
provides,
We are shown the
right way,
To survive and hold
tight,
Just to cherish
each day.
Tomorrow may never
come,
Though TODAY we are
here.
To celebrate
moments,
Surrendering all
fear.
Stop and smell the
flowers,
Be thankful for
fertile ground,
Be open to the
pathway,
Of touch, sight and
sound.
As we walk this
way,
Let's leave
footprints behind,
Of kindness and
love,
With food for the
mind.
Just knowing what
we share,
Makes an impact so
wide,
When we take a
moment to…
WALK THROUGH THE
GARDEN OF LIFE.
©Stacey Kumagai , Media
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Washington D.C 2014 * Writers Guild of America (WGAw)
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