“Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens”-Khalil Gibran
Retrospection
by Carmen H Gray
When, at the end of a day
You have given all that you could
And still, there are fires at play
Remember to feel it as your should
And cry and let it drift away
Remember that all things great and good
Can be formed like clay
Or sculpted from that piece of wood
That was once the weapon in the fray
If you step back from where you stood
And allow yourself to bravely stray
To see the Beauty from the pain withstood
Monarca Rising 