Our lives are like the shadows briefly on the ground
Not one of us can guarantee how long we’ll be around
Life is like a river that seems to flow ever on
Flowing ever on, some strange and wonderful song
Our bodies are only temporary, housing our residing selves
A transitory location to express, to love, and to delve
Our spirits are said to be eternal, reigning ever on
May we nourish our souls, our spirituality, in order truly to get along
Our lives are like a brilliant sunrise, sunset or waking dawn
Let’s live with the deeper knowing that we’re too precious to be forlorn
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Love & Peace be with you
William
Ron