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Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH...
The scars of my suffering are mostly eternal!
(Don’t you mean internal?)
No. The scars of my indifference are spiritually scribed lines, tablets, the history of Love.
Love is for all, Love cannot be divided or separated, and it cannot be vanquished.
(So why the long face?)
I’ve an elongated forehead…
Harness my search for Love until I have brought forth stewardship. Until I have loved all and everything.
(It’s rather simple. Love, Love, Love, Love, Love…)
This morning, the birdsong lifts my gaze to her sky, the wind brings my bowing toward her forgiveness, the traffic seems muted now, nearly a whisper- Careful it doesn’t gain the rank of sound…
© 2012 by mark richard prime
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