I¶ll Never Be the Same

Wisdom¶s Way
How you get there is where you arrive -it¶s not just with my feet that I strive. On the way, She bestows some graces, making me whole with some grimaces. The way twists like a labyrinth path, getting there is not linear math. Life is like a stream; from Truth it flows, and rests assured in Love ± so it goes. Even though reluctant I may be, unwilling to receive and see. With faithful thankfulness I do strive -sharing pleasant presence I arrive.

March 31, 2011

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