How Fickle
How fickle, how fickle
the hands of time
That robs us all
of life divine
That takes our youth
as if misspent
Like the passage of moments
That do not relent
An hourglass
of what has been
That filter through
as if a dream
Faces come
and faces go
To what end
we do not know
But still we march
without remorse
For we are on
a lifetimes course
What will we say
when we reach our end
That all of life
is just pretend
While waiting for our star
Thought To Ponder – Each person experiences a unique reality, different from any other individual’s. This reality springs outward from the inner landscape of thoughts, feelings, expectations and beliefs. Seth
I come in search of Angels
To carry me back home
Where all the lights are burning
And no one feels alone
Where smiles they light up faces
And bring Gods love to view
A place of magic wonder
Where all our dreams come true
No sadness can it enter
For here is where you’ll find
Thoughts of love so gracious
And only joy resides
Its took a million lifetimes
And tears an ocean wide
To bring me to this moment
Where only Angels fly
Music On You Tube – This is my beloved – Ann Blyth
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