I know what to throw away and what to keep… When to let go and when to hold tight.
He clings to the baggage of yesterday’s memory,
And tries to swim through the ocean of today’s reality.
His palms bleed with the scars of yesteryears unattended
Yet he tries to have a firm grip on today’s bliss.
How can a man look into the future When the woes of time past blur his vision?
He makes it to the other side of the pool when he swims light.
You shouldn’t pour new wine into an old bottle.
Nor sew a patch of new cloth on an old garment.
Know when to dwell on and when to move on.
Picture what happens to a river that stops flowing… It gets stagnated and becomes an eye sore.
Yesterday’s pain is today’s gain.
He wins life’s race whose eyes is on the target
But is bound to lose out that never stops looking over his shoulder.
Best you forget what is behind and reach out for what is ahead.
Think about the phoenix, reborn from its ashes, to start a new life.
Even the snake as it sheds its skin so it can growth further.
Shed some weight and up you go.
Love…learn…live!
Ayansola Ibukun 