Personal Epilogue to " A New View"

There is a Place

There is a place

Where none is the sound

But of rushing waters

And birds at play

and work

There is a place

For the soul

Where the spirit may stop

To connect

With memories

Long past

And dreams

Of memories

Still yet

To be made

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We cannot suppose to all be the same in ability.

Until we have been empowered by knowledge,

And given the wisdom to use that knowledge,

With all our heart, all our might, all our strength.

Opening ourselves to the most tender, sensitive

components in our lives is not easy.

Nothing of any worth ever is.

Passion without guidance is useless.

Like a ship without a rudder.

Thanks Rod