Sometimes we forget why we started in the first place.
Sometimes we get so used to the mundane things;
Forget the things that make us genuinely smile,
That gives us unrelenting energy.
Sometimes we just settle
Because that’s easier
Than standing out.
It’s comfortable than fueling a passion that
We fear the world may kill.
Today I realized something
In my sick bed
When I couldn’t do anything.
Than pick old drafts to write.
I felt an inner contentment
It wasn’t blazing
But it was there.
And then I realized Passion was a service
A service to God.
A service to one’s heart
And a service to a world we see
And hope it would be
A million dreams fueled by passion
Is all it’s gonna take!
Whatever the Passion, or gift is, I believe it’s time to reignite it. I believe in you!
Day 22/30 of 30days30poems