“Honor, justice, and humanity, call upon us to hold, and to transmit to our posterity, that liberty which we received from our ancestors. It is not our duty to leave wealth to our children, but it is our duty to leave liberty to them.” – John Dickinson
“The first to apologize is the bravest.
The first to forgive is the strongest.
And the first to forget is the happiest…
True story.”
– Anonymous
Life is often a little of little matters that make up the journey along the way:
Truth of Journey by Michael Romani Sing me a song from the days of olden When life was laughter and so golden Candlelight burns as the tale is told When heroes were certain and bold Shadowed passages show the way To places that embrace and heroes stay Even when wounded deep and worse in soul A rebel's heart is not one for control In the thick of battle is where he belongs Where he remains the seeker and righter of wrongs You cannot beat the necessity out of this man His beats true even when his body no longer can This then is the very fight we are given Expected to equal and best the plight we live in This is what life justly demands and does not ask That each of us be equal to our given tasks All of life indignities borne steadfast and true Or at least with as much truth as surely will do To carry us onward through life's perilous journey Until we, at last, arrive at our final bit of destiny (c) June 10, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
The injuries from the military that are visible only scratch the surface of the totality.
Inward Crash by Michael Romani There's a loneliness in his memory Sitting and looking out to the sea Images explode, implode and won't go away Crashing down reflections lived every day Eyes close as he tries to keep strong Sitting there closed to the world; lingering long Phantoms arise terrifying in their beauty As overpowering as his call once to duty Chopper blades call back their thunder Mesmerizing as these pull him under Transfixed as though not fully present Tale told with a sigh he now resents Disturbed he feels his soul cry out To those hard decisions that now leave only doubt A voyage sailed too close to Hades' shore Has him withdraw into that more That overwhelms him with its pain Flickers of lucidity; whimpers of the insane He had been a good soldier, one of the best But that one night claimed him ; hell never rests Bullets have taken their untimely toll Now he finds life lost feeling and doesn't roll Sniper scoped and wickedly took his friend A bad decision that will never, ever end Fingers point deepest when their you're own And now the theme of war intrudes until gone Somehow lingering on and on and eternally on Tagged forever with this blame that is beyond Staring into the abyss of false clearing They call him brave and found him fearing A walk away from times ceaseless frame Knowing that he'll always be to blame The worse blade is the one self inflicted Waking up dead, broken and self conflicted Giving into the darkness of memory's voices Self-loathing and caught in too many wrong choices (c) June 10, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“Be humble, talk little, think and pray much.” – George Whitefield
” There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.” – Buckminster Fuller
Based in part on Book of Philippians 4:4-7 :
To Find Peace by Michael Romani This world is filled with turmoil Where tempers find their boil And peace is so hard to find How did do we leave this behind Finding peace in our ways Guarding our hearts in these days God's peace serves to always protect From all these things we do detect No worries will overcome and prevail For in God's peace we know all is well This peace we live must be cultivate When we follow this we come to emulate Steps followed provide us the instruction Always the truth in our education Rejoicing in our sacred Lord always Keeping our faith in all of our days And all else will be added to us all This comfort always there to recall Letting our gentleness always be known In all that we do and all we have shown No need to reproof but instead to love Sharing in the blessings from the above Acting always with the ways of kindness Shedding light in a world filled with blindness Be anxious for nothing and set aside worry Live life in each moment without hurry All of life is in the palm of God's hand Just love one another as God commands All of our lives are in God's full control Ours is but to trust and accept our roles Whispering our needs to our Father Praying to His ear and going no farther There in that one on one communication We have made our greatest supplication All else needed is grateful in thanksgiving And love one another always forgiving (c) June 9, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
As God reminds me often, I am indeed a work in progress. I do my best to be a good or at least decent man. But, I am fairly flawed, right?
Disintegration Apology by Michael Romani In the midst of my disintegration I reached out seeking my integration Lost up in images, thoughts and sounds Caught up in the mystery that I had found Like a kid in a fantasy candy store I found myself wanting more and more Now I have too many tear drops running down I thought I was king and awoke with a jester's crown Not sure this time if I'll make it back Lost in this void and feeling the lack Reaching out to what you tried to show me All you had given when you didn't even know me You're the love song I've wanted to write The only true thing I needed to get right Not sure about the wrong that I did But, my love for you, I never kept hid I am so sorry for failing you It's something I never wanted to do With a look of hope, I try to make it up to you If somehow I can, that's what I'll do (c) June 9, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“We must take human nature as we find it, perfection falls not to the share of mortals.” – -George Washington, Aug. 15, 1786 (letter to John Jay)
“Wherever forests have not been mowed down, wherever the animal is recessed in their quiet protection, wherever the earth is not bereft of four-footed life – that to the white man is an ‘unbroken wilderness.’
But for us there was no wilderness, nature was not dangerous but hospitable, not forbidding but friendly. Our faith sought the harmony of man with his surroundings; the other sought the dominance of surroundings.
For us, the world was full of beauty; for the other, it was a place to be endured until he went to another world.
But we were wise. We knew that man’s heart, away from nature, becomes hard.”
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