In the windows I see you there I stand against time Walking with wolves Time passes Ancient seas Lift their hands Don’t try to understand Why the windows Do not close Follow me To the sacred site We will build A holy temple And rejoice With pure hearts And dance In celebration Of the Sacredness of being
Lovely sentiments; that is what a temple ought to symbolize and transcend. Thank you for sharing this gift, Patricia. Welcome to AD. Love and best wishes to you,
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Sam
Regis