That Question of Living Fully...

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How should we walk through life’s greatest marks, a mark or any sign of perfection to shape ourselves into doing great things
Pretending each day as if it were our last, we often think we would wake up knowing we still have more time
Would we easily waste it, or would I choose to move with a purpose where my heart and my soul aligned
But we bear this choice with weight so grand living each day instinctively without careful thought on hand…

Each moment is a fresh start, a canvas to draw upon your new glimmer tempts that could lighten this life away
The more we dream that goal to meet, for who to claim and never meant to stray, a goal to meet and claim your own
Is it easy to banish flaws away, forget the flaws that make us feel imperfect, through this sore we weaken
To figure this grand dream, seem remote, aloof and unreal, through striving we even may not reach but still gives meaning to each step we try to conquer…

This life is so hollow, life half-alive, like a mask that calls for you to act, like blinds that pretends to search for inner view
It only skews for what’s false and what’s true, each borrowed smile has staged display in order to show off
Leads further from those honest way, to make this efforts mark through finding real people with real purpose to seek
Still these imperfections shades our path as we could see the beauty on this aftermath as we stumble it makes a stepping stone…

To try, to strive, to rise, to repeat is where our hearts makes a purposeful meet for even trying, or even to feel like we’re progressing
All life is full of essence where each is gently shown, we don’t even need to be flawlessly living
Nor to strive for celestial stage, just a closer mark, moving step by step, every inch towards the mark we’ve kept
The striving hand, that hopeful eye, that spirit that is bold enough to try so live today hope, with care, and with honestly to calm rooted place…

Watchwords:
Trying brings a quiet grace
Each day with a thread to weave
Life’s shape is never clear
To meet each moment’s call to please

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:

“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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