I hang my soul on the washing line,
Let it breathe fresh air and let it shine,
Let the sunlight
Wash it all white.
Filth of old deeds have tarnished it black,
I want it all clean, I want it back,
Let the sunlight
Wash it all white.
When it’s clean I’ll take it to heaven,
Like good, fresh bread I let it leaven;
Eternal light
Will keep it white.
© P. J. Oszmann (2001)
© Illustration created in Photoshop (2004)
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Hope you are okay? Drop me a line sometimes pls.
Love A
Realizing it or not, it seems to me that this is your Prayer-Poem for Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, on 20SEP04!
Shannah tovah v'Khatimah tovah!
(Have a)good Year and a good Inscription (into the Book of Life)!
Yours most kindly
Gabor
i hope for this too; you aren't alone on this!
well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
reviewed this a minute ago, guess it got cancelled.
i want this, too...hopeful and inspirational write--well done, my (((friend)))
hope things are improving--you've been in my heart and prayers
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
i want that, too...hopeful, inspiring write--well done, my (((friend)))
hope things are improving--you've been in my prayers
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)