Like a house of cards, tumbling in with a smile of God on my face... Humbling is the truth, humbling as the child's motion, the hands outstretched ready to love and the feet to be with Peace, joined as one on the path, the sun and salt, the charcoal, the idea of our weather, let us create it as Heaven, let us be equals as we do, otherwise Freedom does not exist! Rejoice that equality is key to our salvation, Home is the canvas on which we paint, children are the inspiration... Heaven now. © 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.
(The Weaver's Song)