Need Less. Give More.

Need Less. Give More.

Need less. Give more.  
Stop looking for the sorrow in life. 
Watch the good things grow.  
Don't give up. 

Live your life to the fullest. 
Life is the one thing you can't redo. 

Find the joy in the ordinary  
Because boring is never plain. 
The art life creates, 
The swirls in the sky like a painter mixing his colors.  

Love all you can  
Because everyone deserves a chance. 

Search for the beauty in the ordinary.  
Find the city of shining light  
And stay there for the rest of life. 

Try your best to give 
Everything that you can.

Coco

NC

13 years old

meandpaul

MN

14 years old

The Voice

October 2024

  • Listening to Wind

    It is September, yet I can still hear the beach. The sea moves and swells; it tumbles to the shore, dusts itself off, then rushes back towards the sand. I think this could heal me: the sound of wind,...

  • Need Less. Give More.

    Need less. Give more. Stop looking for the sorrow in life. Watch the good things grow. Don't give up. Live your life to the fullest. Life is the one thing you can't redo. Find the joy in the ordinar...

  • Escape

    With the curtains thrown wide we see the world gray and we know it's the fault of our own Spent far too long bearing crown, sword, and shield we forgot from what it was made and let's pack up our ba...

  • Getting Older

    I'm getting older. I often struggle to notice. I'm with myself all the time, I know myself better than anyone. The thing I always fail to know is how much I've grown. I don't notice until I think ...

  • Nothing Can Reach Me Here

    Sometimes the drive home is just too good to end. The darkness envelops the road ahead, the road behind, the fields of either side. Nothing can reach me here. The tires whine on the road's pavement,a...

  • Birthday #2

    Aging is such a hard concept to get your head around. The world moves, and sometimes it’s easy to forget that you do too, in ways that are impossible to see or fully understand. You blink and suddenly...

  • Hand-Scrawled Lines

    I want to breathe Both with looming skyscrapers, And mountains stretched high, To feel the sun Smiling on my skin, And cold water Enveloping me in a splash, To climb trees Not just to have a new persp...

  • The Blackbird

    There’s a blackbird outside my window, but he doesn't sing. His golden eyes glow like horizons, pupils like sinking ships. He smiles sometimes, his crooked smile. He says “Embrace God and embrace lov...

  • To Be the Fox

    Now, I know it may seem common, even shallow — to answer with such a simple thing, but 'tis what draws my heart — the Fox, silver fur, dancing in moonlight. Could I choose, I would be one with her, s...

  • Ourselves

    We are running from Ourselves Because we have built Ourselves As a single entity Connected by invisible strings Wiring the universe Together but Tethered back From living From breathing From existing ...

  • Credo

    Those who are lost have forgotten the body does not stop or start at the skin, but continues to be one being. You are the world as much as the world is you. You are a patchwork of experiences, eroded...

  • The Ocean

    I’m at the ocean again, and I feel at home again. The salt breeze always reminds me of seaweed, green string stitched into blue silk, brown tangles piled on the rocks' edge. I just say it all adds to ...