Should I swim out from the shore,
Till I cannot swim anymore,
Allow myself to sink to the depths,
That is the thought on my mind for sure…
Life can be hard most certain,
Till we one day cross the curtain,
Passing to the other side,
Avoiding the rest of this ride…
The sun bright on the waves,
I float without any craves,
And as I come to the end of my swim,
Mother Ocean does around me fold,
Her loving arms & I sink into her abyss,
Feeling her loving kiss, I now know absolute bliss…
Rose
Anna
PS: That sure doesn't look like you in the pic. Go outside and roll around in the mud or the sand for awhile; that always makes me feel much better.
I have been where you are, Ed. Even today, I still quite often say, 'Why not today, Lord? Why not today.' But I truly know that my end is at His time; not in mine. Unless I'm just plain stupid of course. Have faith, be strong and turn it over to God. Anytime you'd like to talk, my friend, just let me know. Trust in God.
Regis
I CARE NOT TO ACTUALLY BE 'IN' IT ...
USUALLY TOO DAMNED COLD FOR ME ...
AND ... I ALWAYS WANT TO SEE SHORE AT THE SEASHORE ...
Starman