A Beautiful Story

There is a beautiful story
filled with joy and love;
a Savior for all mankind
sent from up above.

To show us how to love each other,
to be compassionate and true.
This precious, little gift from Heaven
came for me and you.

-akw-

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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©2021 Angel K Will
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This Holiday Scene

Diamonds dancing across the ground
reflecting the starlit sky.
A winter chill in the air
as strangers pass on by.

I’m sitting on a wooden bench
enjoying this holiday scene.
Taking it all in;
the beauty is serene.

The smell of sappy firs,
carols echoing nearby,
cherished memories in my heart,
a teardrop in my eye.

-akw-

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The Power of Words (an acrostic)

The words we speak
Here, now and always
Emote out.

Powerful and
Overwhelming.
Waves of
Energetic frequencies.
Renewing each step as life or death.

Opportunities before us;
For our attainment.

What will we do with this power?
Observe and
Realize this
Dramatic potential to create.
So speak out that which is good.

-akw-

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Flowing

Out of pure Love,
flows all that is good —
peace and patience, understanding,
kindness, goodness, and self-control,
gentleness, joy and faithfulness always —
virtues flowing out of pure Love;
virtues flowing through us
when we’re connected
to God.

-akw-

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A Haiku: Success Formula

Set priorities;
pursue them with craft, passion,
and perseverance.

-akw-

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ANNOUNCEMENT:
My first poetry collection — GOD is so much more — was recently released. Check it out in the bookstore by clicking here.

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Five minutes

I went away
from the busyness
for just five minutes.

The ocean waves cresting.
The seagulls circling.
The cool breeze blowing.

As I walked the shore.

The sun setting a brilliant cast of colors.
The cool sand sticking to my ankles.
The salted water lapping at my toes.

My alarm rang, and I’m back.

Feeling rejuvenated and grateful
that in just five minutes I can reset,
no matter where I am.

-akw-

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ANNOUNCEMENT:
My first poetry collection — GOD is so much more — was just released. Check it out in the bookstore by clicking here.

©2021 Angel K Will
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Book Release: GOD is so much more, a poetry collection

Over the past few years, I’ve found much enjoyment pondering and processing life by the stringing together of words in poetic rhythms. As I became more consistent with writing and sharing these creations, I began to see themes threading throughout — typically spiritual, philosophical, inspirational and/or nature-oriented.

With much enthusiasm, I compiled haiku and longer-form poems into my first poetry collection for publication. This one focusing on thoughts and experiences with God.

Click here to check out this newly-released poetry collection — GOD is so much more.

Maybe you would identify with some of these poems, maybe they would speak to your heart, maybe you would like to “swim in the ocean of love, melt in the arms of assurance, and find a peace beyond understanding; a discovery that God is… so much more.

Below are two poems from the book that inspired the title.

GOD is

God cannot be described.
God cannot be contained.
God cannot be understood.
God cannot be explained.

God can only be experienced.

God is not a he.
God is not a she.
God is not an it.
God is all.

God is the breath you breathe in.
God is the breath you breathe out.
The wind that blows through your hair.
The sun that warms your face.
The rain that wakes you in the middle of the night.

God cannot be avoided.
God cannot be escaped.
God cannot be abandoned.
God cannot be ignored.

God. Is. Not. Absent.

God is hope in the midst of your pain.
God is joy in the midst of your exhilaration.
God is everything in between.

God is the here and now.
The there and then.
The tomorrow and all that will be.

God is the living and breathing of all things.

God. Is. Life.

So Much More

God,
You are,
so much more
than what my mind
can comprehend,
and I’m so thankful,
regardless of my limitations,
You love me all the same.

May you be blessed by God’s presence, today and always.
-akw-

Get your copy of GOD is so much more: a poetry collection by clicking here.

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©2021 Angel K Will

All this and more

Peace is found in acceptance.
Acceptance is found in faith.
Faith is found in hope.
Hope is found in love.
Love is found in God.

God is all this and more.

-akw-

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ANNOUNCEMENT:
My first poetry collection — GOD is so much more — was just released. Check it out in the bookstore by clicking here.

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The Upside of a Career Break-up

Walking out of RGP Technology, the sun was high and bright against the crystal blue sky, and I was confident they were going to offer me the position. I was also confident my answer would be no.

I slid into my 2-door coupe, and my mind started arguing with itself. “Are you crazy? You’ve never made this much money before, and you’re going to turn it down?”

Simply put, yes.

I was bored playing it safe. Although I had a natural knack for business and finance, it wasn’t something I enjoyed forty, fifty, sixty hours a week. So at thirty-four, I went back to school for another degree — one that aligned with my artistic passion, a degree in graphic design.

I didn’t know any better the first time around. At seventeen, I thought everyone bought books and music based on the look of their covers, that it was normal to have stacks of magazines piled high against your bedroom wall as a compilation of visual inspiration, nor did I know being editor of your high school yearbook could align with a job in the real world.

Some may say I had a bad guidance counselor, but my problem was I had an interest in too much. The summer between my sophomore and junior year, I was six undeclared majors into a discombobulated coursework profile. I knew I needed to finalize a plan.

Thumbing through the thick and worn college catalog, I found the only degree that would graduate me within my four-year schedule. Mission accomplished. I sat back and daydreamed of the high-rise building, corner office, designer threads, and big bucks that were destined to follow. Little did I know that first degree would only get me partial satisfaction.

So here I was, once again a new grad, interviewing for a position that was eerily similar to what I was trying to get away from. A position filled with numbers and contracts and tedious detail. But the money was enticing. Very enticing. On paper, the position was a perfect fit, but my heart knew it was not going to get me where I wanted to go.

I glanced down as the phone rang. It was my recruiter.

“Hey Greg, just wrapped up the interview and feel it went really well.”

“Yeah” he said excitedly, “I just got off the phone with Dan. They want to offer you the position.”

He carried on like Charlie Brown’s teacher; fading wah wah’s as our conversation played out like an “it’s not you, it’s me” break-up. By the time we hung up, Greg was not happy. He was losing out on his money too, and he just couldn’t comprehend where I was coming from. He even called back later with a ten-percent salary increase. Again, I said no. Out of desperation he told me it would be years before I’d ever make that kind of money in graphic design. I silently chuckled “that man has no clue how determined I am.”

Just a few days after turning down that perfect-on-paper position, I had another lead, and I landed that contract. It was official; I was a Graphic Designer. That contract ended, and I got another. Then that contacted ended, and I got another. Learning and growing along the way.

It only took eight months to be offered a permanent design position matching RGP’s initial offer. I considered calling Greg to let him know but decided against it. My personal satisfaction was enough.

I was in the field I wanted to be in. The field I had gone back to school for. And this was just the beginning.



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* Company name and individual names may or may not be accurate. Those tedious details, six years later, are a bit foggy.

©2021 Angel K Will
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ANNOUNCEMENT:
My first poetry collection — GOD is so much more — was just released. Check it out in the bookstore by clicking here.