Measure Of Your Moments

I refuse to let my life
be cradled in clock hands
or reduced to moments
measured by output toward
someone else's dream. 

We each may be destined
to be a cog in a greater wheel,
but I will know my spirit.
I will claim my soul.
I will turn in my own time
and at my own pace. 

I will not live
as servant or savior.  
Even when I hold
my hand out
to lift you up,
I turn my eyes to heaven
because I know
I am not the source
of your light. 

Measure Of Your Moments is excerpted from my third book of poetry, Divine Whispering available through Amazon.

Divine Whispering
By Nick LeForce

I have learned
that when you chase a mirage
you will live your life
as if you are lost
in the desert.

I have learned
that when you lend your voice
to the multitude
you will never sing
the unsung song of your soul. 

We must set our voices free. 
We must stand for ourselves.
We must find a foothold on the path of our own dreams. 

So, let this day be your trumpet call.
Let these words be your summons
to take back your time,
to cradle your life
in your own hands,
and to measure your moments
not by how well you meet
the demands of the world
but by how far you extend
the reach of your heart
and how much of your heart
you give to your dreams.

© 2014 Nick LeForce