Placed in a jar through a pane in a hutch - Kept for endeared ones we longer touch - Placed in our hearts & souls for eternity - Forever acknowledging our spiritual immortality -
To guide us through life’s journey
With the advantage of goodness
Paying the price
As strange feelings
Impregnates our hearts with love
Something irreversible
Like Gods love for us
Takes hold of you
And as compassion becomes part of you
You experience the beauty ofE Endearment
Ted, this gives me a feeling of sadness in a sense, if I'm reading this right. I'm taking it as the ashes of a loved one, place in a urn, or then again, a precious piece of glass or ceramic given by a loved who will eternally remain in your heart and by having the jar you acknowledge your spiritual immortality. Am I reading this one right?
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
Intuitively, I know I've lived many lifetimes, and none more interesting than the one I'm living now. However, being born an old soul somehow did not excuse me from the same job I share with you and that is learning to craft a positive attitude about
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Be safe,
Karen
Brava!
Susan
To guide us through life’s journey
With the advantage of goodness
Paying the price
As strange feelings
Impregnates our hearts with love
Something irreversible
Like Gods love for us
Takes hold of you
And as compassion becomes part of you
You experience the beauty ofE Endearment
Love Tinka