thought of thw eeek
There is a place when I was young I used to visit . A place of sanctuary. This place had life all around, birds singing in there spring time voices .The red oaks, elms and maples offering cool shade from a happy sun. The smell of the emerald colored grass that was freshly cut tickled the nose. The buzz of bees as they danced from flower to flower. I would sometimes bring my lunch that I made to the cemetery. I would sit and eat my peanut butter and…Continue
thought of the week 3-19-10
As i shout at the mountian befor me to move aside and let me pass.the trouble that mounts up befor me in the form of a fomatable mountian of emotion. i stand small upon the foothills of dispair and knowing the path i must follow is laid with pitfalls. I pray at this moment to the God of my own creation to give me the fortitude to be watchful and be streagthen by the inner spirt of my own truthe.
as we walk along our paths they are…Continue