Not riches, not gold but unconditional love (externally & internally), to have a life companion to share in the happiness with; life, liberty, respect and dignity. To see the glass in and of itself, whether it's full or not. Genuine smiles, kindness, mindfulness of all creatures, big or small, to right one's own wrongs, confidence, security, and hospitality. Faith that things will work out, as they always do. Actions, which speak much louder than words. To have a basic comprehension of the antecedents that lead to behaviours and result in consequences. To understand that it takes a village to raise a child and to always live in a manner that reflects this i.e. behaving appropriately around children and modeling positive behaviour. To stay loyal and true to the people that have done the same for me. To avoid undermining authority, and to honour thy mother and father, if they are honourable; turn the other cheek, if they are not. To relinquish thy ego so as to live humbly and peacefully. To stand on one's own two feet so that we can then help others, as charity begins in the home. To treat our bodies like temples and our minds as sanctuaries. PACE IS THE TRICK.
Time stood still for nary a soul, it dragged its feet, aching and old. Blistering heat that made us melt, we were once softer than silk felt. Hallowed hearts wind whistled through, covered in bruises, black and blue. Hardly broken, but maybe bent, running on empty and love spent. There comes a day in all our lives, when our failures cut deep as knives. But you shall remain a triumph, you stayed with me, like a science. Words were whispered, curses, we'd shout, until the blood drained from our mouths. Yesterday—softer than silk felt; seems like all we do these days is yell.
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