At times but honestly without much thought and Until now, no.
Maybe only those who care enough to feel 'and see, only cause the strands grow longer don't they?. If you care enough and really see, just maybe, with each revaltion, we might be lucky enough to leave a bead for others that follow.
Visionary’s, like you and I, who gather and carry the pebble-stones.
One by one, through the invisible laws of the poet, we gently shape them into the beads of wisdom, threading them lovingly onto the pathways of tomorrow, as did our spirit's of yesterday...
Sage~ you inspire...
Love and peace~
Kimmy~
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on January 9, 2007
Dear Sage,
Yes, I marvel at those ancients who had the selflessness to lovingly light the paths for others. I pray that my life will be a carrying of that torch.
During the 1960's a young soldier struggles with basic training, a bully sergeant and his own inner demons. A tale of struggle, redemption and survival.
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
Maybe only those who care enough to feel 'and see, only cause the strands grow longer don't they?. If you care enough and really see, just maybe, with each revaltion, we might be lucky enough to leave a bead for others that follow.
Regis
One by one, through the invisible laws of the poet, we gently shape them into the beads of wisdom, threading them lovingly onto the pathways of tomorrow, as did our spirit's of yesterday...
Sage~ you inspire...
Love and peace~
Kimmy~
Yes, I marvel at those ancients who had the selflessness to lovingly light the paths for others. I pray that my life will be a carrying of that torch.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
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