Shore

I still remember the nights I sat watching the moon rise, a quiet lonely beach, the sound of waves crashing against the shore, pondering what next, the clouds dancing across the sky with the light of the moon, the memories of choices and to move forward, Life was a mess, some one dear was gone, some one new but old had stood by me though some very dark times, little did I know at the time I should have run, but then I stayed thinking was this the one?
A flower blooms and is beautiful for a time, it's glory like the radiance of love, the smile it brings for it is pure and sweet, and yet it is only there for a short little time. Would that it would stay, but life happens, and people change, and we grow older maybe wiser, still, that moment of divine bliss, shall ever be a part, just as each time I take a moment to smell the fragrance of a new blossom, and once again I am reminded another time, now so long ago.. - PA

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Others matter

He often wondered what life would be like if in the past he had made other choices, but he didn't regret though ones he made, the travels he had taken and the adventures he had encountered. Oh there were many, and so diverse were they, some leading to placed he would rather not have gone, yet still, as he looked back, some of the places he wish he had avoided had made him the man he was today. The upbringing by his warrior parent, his father, and the maternal love of his mother, one giving him loyalty honor and duty, the other a kind heart, compassionate. Perhaps to compassionate, to forgiving, but over the years, it was better to forgive and let go, then to hang on to the bitterness of anger that would poison the soul.
He choose instead to forgive, to move forward, the memory of what had happened would hopefully keep him from repeating his history, yet the hearts of those in need, often stuck his compassionate side so deep, it was hard to turn away someone in need. And so, our adventure often finds himself holding a bag of someone else s dreams, yet, he knew in his heart in some small way he had helped them do more with their life's then they had dreamed, even if in the process some of his dreams had to wait till another day - PA