All the past, my own along with all who have ever lived, every discovery, every word written, every whisper of legacy whether good or bad converges into one purpose: To help me live now and succeed beautifully in the present, one living moment at a time. © 2007 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
purpose
My brother, my sister

Aching–muscles, hearts
Joy–smiles, souls
Crying–tear stains
Wrinkles–age, dimples
Sick– hurt, health
Money–blessing, curse
Hope–future, faith
Earth–rebirth, death
I am here with you
What is so worth it?
What matters?
What really makes any difference at all?
Experiencing this life with all the rewards and hurts–anguish and peace.
Sharing those times with others.
Making someone’s load lighter.
Learning from mistakes.
Getting up in the morning.
Finding a different sight.
–DSH ’97
Blessed
Is there space left
to push in my page–
to share my thoughts
on such an overcrowded stage?
Is there room
in our text-attacking lives
to find my voice?
Is there any surprise
left? Any story
that hasn’t been already said?
I could read all my life
and still be over-fed.
There isn’t room for it all.
I block out just to breathe;
and my generation wonders
is there any need
for me?
More music available
than I will ever hear.
More knowledge than I
could ever care to seek.
More roads than I could
hope to take or meet.
More food than I
could ever safely eat.
I’m
SNOWED UNDER
by all that is sweet.
DSH
5/2017
Comforting to realize
All the past
All the past,
my own
along with all who have ever lived,
every discovery,
every word written,
every whisper of legacy
whether good or bad
converges
into
one purpose:
To help me
live now
and
succeed beautifully
in the present,
one living moment
at a time.
© 2007 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)