The lonely lover of my soul Who of the dust created me That he and I might both be whole Is source and life and destiny My origin and yet my goal And all I have to do is be Reflecting as the moon the sun The light of love by which I see The neverending unbegun Bow of my soul's trajectory The spectrum shining in the air A rainbow bridge across the sky Where there is here and here is there To live a love which cannot die By which we sojourn you and I Bound in the arms which make us free Above the broken chains which lie Forgotten rusting at our feet A cross the point at which we meet Invincible in unity
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
God Bless,
Lew
Chrissy K.