I tow the line,
I am melting.
Love is born in the sun's shine,
I am falling.
Beauty is in all of life, I find it hard to breathe.
Every soul is my brother and sister,
Please understand how one can lose their grasp.
We are eternal.
I will long for the next time I am cast to the earth
and given a chance for my flower to blossom.
Your flower will reach for the sun such as we all reach for God.
God bless,
Lew
Reviewed by Gracie Pollard (Reader)
Reviewed on March 12, 2011
I do understand how one can lose their grasp... understand it very well... and your flower will be blooming soon... I can feel it. :)
We truly are all brothers and sisters... and we need one another... thank you for another inspirational masterpiece... this one can and will move mountains, Dan.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
God bless,
Lew
We truly are all brothers and sisters... and we need one another... thank you for another inspirational masterpiece... this one can and will move mountains, Dan.
Love, Blessings & Peace to you, Gracie