How Long am I going to Wait


How long am I going to wait before I open my eyes to more than myself?

Life’s track circles the globe and mounts its painting upon the primitive easel and upon the museum of skies, edges made of living dust, floors of rock, ceilings of air; the mystery of Love and Home…

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime

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