Practice
Tranquility reigns
Moving thru my asanas
Tension releases
© Phil Renaud 2016
Monday, 25 January 2016
Friday, 15 January 2016
The Encounter
The
Encounter
They
encountered each other on a street corner
Their
eyes met
And
they knew
Passion
was communicated
Through
a glance
And
they knew
But
strangers
Don’t
talk to strangers
And
they knew
So
they kept walking
In
opposite directions
And
they knew
Later
they realized
That
love and passion
Had
passed them by
And
they knew
Of
the lost opportunity
©
Phil Renaud 2016
Thursday, 14 January 2016
Tuesday, 12 January 2016
A New Journal
A New Journal
Today
when I write
A
new journal I start
Its
pages white and bright
Ready
for me to pour out my heart
I
will write my thoughts
Using
my imagination
To
create picturesque shots
For
the readers edification
The
blank pages contain
All
the creativity
In
my brain
Every
possibility
Today
when I write
A
new journal I start
Its
pages white and bright
Ready
for me to pour out my heart
Let’s
make some art.
©
Phil Renaud 2016
Monday, 11 January 2016
My Wife
My Wife
Our paths first crossed in high school. Me, I was the new kid. She was the established kid. But fate was not on our side yet. We did not meet.
Our paths crossed again many years later. I was flying downhill on my bicycle, wind blowing through my hair, feeling extremely joyful. She called to me as I went zipping by. I stopped, we talked. And from there romance blossomed, opening like a flower feeling the warmth of the sun.
We made our life together. Her my wife, I her husband. As one we met the trials and tribulations of life with minimal strife.
Over thirty years have passed since that fateful day that our paths crossed. Thirty years of marital bliss.
Our love is endless. It has continued on through thick and thin. Our love has grown from a slender thread to a strong hawser. It transcends all boundaries to hold and bind us together.
As one we face the uncertain future. As one we will decide our fate. As one we will continue to face forward feeling the winds of change on our face.
We have our love for each other to guide us.
© Phil Renaud 2016
Our paths first crossed in high school. Me, I was the new kid. She was the established kid. But fate was not on our side yet. We did not meet.
Our paths crossed again many years later. I was flying downhill on my bicycle, wind blowing through my hair, feeling extremely joyful. She called to me as I went zipping by. I stopped, we talked. And from there romance blossomed, opening like a flower feeling the warmth of the sun.
We made our life together. Her my wife, I her husband. As one we met the trials and tribulations of life with minimal strife.
Over thirty years have passed since that fateful day that our paths crossed. Thirty years of marital bliss.
Our love is endless. It has continued on through thick and thin. Our love has grown from a slender thread to a strong hawser. It transcends all boundaries to hold and bind us together.
As one we face the uncertain future. As one we will decide our fate. As one we will continue to face forward feeling the winds of change on our face.
We have our love for each other to guide us.
© Phil Renaud 2016
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