Strategy & Structure. Architecting Market Position
If you ever learned
how it feels to be dead and still walking
To drift through days as a ghost,
Cause no once knocking
Wearing a heart that no longer beats nimbly,
Cause no one’s coming
Its rhythm lost to a symphony of sorrow,
Like your black coffee
But somewhere, deep in this muted core,
A seed remains, stubborn and small,
Whispering hope to the void in your lungs
That even dead things can still rise
and bloom once more.
Sometimes you wonder what people think,
But their opinions won’t buy a thing
You wonder at times what they might say,
But if you knew would you sway?
Sometimes you wonder where life will lead,
But the journey itself is all you need.
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I pledge allegiance to the self,
To cast away the chains of fear,
To strive each day, to make clear
The light within is boundless wealth.
From deep, dark wells, a glow ascends,
Trials they shaped, storms they befell.
Not a day goes by to dwell
Then why is left right, and right left,
A dance of opposites, a cosmic jest?
Why is yin yang, and yang yin,
A circle eternal, where all begins?
Why is black white, and white black,
Shadows and light on the same track?
They search for me in places begotten,
Paths long traveled, yet truths forgotten.
Where do you go when you seek the truth?
Beyond the mirror, beyond your youth?
I get it, drop your armor,
love will follow,
I thought I did
..
But today, I found a truth so deep,
I built these walls, while I was asleep.
It’s not just walls, but pride I wear,
A fortress forged in silent despair.
It’s not just pride, but ego, I fear
A mask I hid behind here.
It’s not just ego, but shame I hold,
In shadows quiet, in stories I never spoke.
It’s not just shame, but abandonment’s cold,
A hollow echo of goodbyes, feeling sold.
But It’s not just that, it’s the unknown,
A place I wandered, all alone.
But so you say love is always near?
Waiting for the walls to disappear?
Your left hand, your masterpiece,
Right brain’s hemisphere it reads
Keep it close, yee bold creatives
The truest art defies directives.
An act of rebel is within your midst
It’s at your left you are most right
Keep it close, all yee bold creatives.
This hollow numbness fills the air,
A penetrating scream, too much to bear.
The world hums out for love’s light
All I can do is craft mine
I hear love rise when we all try…
We keep talking
Saying everything
But not what we feel
We fill in the blanks yet they still remain,
Spaces that words can’t truly explain.
We keep it clean
We’re careful with the sheets,
Keep tidy and neat,
Playing it safe with strategies discreet.
We say it all, yet miss what we plead,
Dancing around the words we need
I wanted you to taste my love, so we meet,
But you chose the shortcut, quick and discreet.
The spark from down under, a fiery lust,
While I offered more than mere wanderlust.
I gave what you couldn’t yet fathom to take,
Out of impatience, a gift, though my heart did ache.
Did I practice grace, or was grace meant for you?
Hoping virtues would come when the Spirit withdrew?
Perhaps, when I least expect, with quiet devotion,
The keeper will come for a rare love potion.
In the pursuit, on the way you meet the shadow..
A beauty, a splintered star…
She’s drop-dead gorgeous, untamed, free
You learn in the process of alchemy,
raw and whole,
God breaks your heart to salvage your soul.
And each fracture refines the gold of life.