Poetry by Alexandra

Seeing is believing

Eyes are the windows to our soul

This is what many believe 

The eyes become as special as the soul 

With depth and all emotions

We trust our eyes far to much

However reliable you may think the readings are

Things are never as they seem

We feel, yet do not see this to be true

Denying feelings can be easier than denying what you see

Putting feelings aside while this is the real truth

Trust what you feel and you will see result

Not with your eyes but with your sense of feeling

Before you fully understand you will be blind

Blind to what really is, yet can not be physically shown

After you connect with your inner self you will see

Seeing is not believing, believing is seeing!

poetry by: Alexandra Breedijk
(creator of this blog) 

There are times in one’s life that life seems to take you over

Things seem to happen without your influence

Unexpected and so surprising  they happen one after another

You don’t seem to understand why this is happening nor know what to do

A train of thoughts you do not seem to control follow

Worries and sometimes despair can take control

Station after station it runs through your head

However hard you try you cannot seem to stop this train

Indeed things happen you cannot control but not without reason

They happen for you to personally grow from

Accept that if you cannot control what happens

And worry or despair  will not change any of these things

They do however change your train of thoughts

Make it go quicker and sometimes even run wild

Skipping stations and derail completely if you lose control

This is a choice, remember this

My advice to you is; take back your control

Only you can stop the train when you decide to do so

Only you can change the way you look at things

Only you decide the influence it has on you

Take a moment to stop and think who you want to be

Find peace in your heart and head  and remember this;

Things are as they are and will be as they will be

Not without reason and always leveled to what you can handle and overcome


poetry by: Alexandra Breedijk
(creator of this blog)

Stop

The rhythm of the hart is steady
like it is never going to stop
Day in day out we never wonder
what the next will bring

Too busy we are, too busy with our lives
Work, school, housekeeping, a daily routine
Goals and expectations run our minds
What will they think? What should I do?

1440 minutes in a day
and we don't even stop for one
to take a breath
or feel the fresh air

Not one to feel the sunlight
  which we take for granted all the time
Just stop for a minute and feel
feel deep inside and enjoy

poetry by: Alexandra Breedijk
(creator of this blog)