Beyond the fringes of thought
There lies implacable newness.
Within that we find evidence
Needed to renew our beliefs.
The hammers of thought
Continue to mold certain
Aspects of our daily living
That might need correction.
No thought is compounded
By our awareness of duty.
It is self evident that choices
We make, can be wrong at times.
hug
kathy
Ron
Love ya!
Jane