i once was a branch in a tree but lightening stuck and separated me i feel to the ground and animals trampled over me and i was discouraged about my fate and what was to become of me i had resigned to be washed by the rain and withered by the wind and a squirrel…

time draws these lines upon our face but there is a place that it cannot reach deep inside our soul so that internal flame that makes us glow burns bright as long as we grow in wisdom and in days for it takes time to research a book and if it is worthy of the…

i have this special place where no no one else can go to take a break from the smiling face and just let everything go where there is no right, there is no wrong and everything can be like it is i can put the shovel down, there is nothing there to dig this special…

because i am lazy and filled with fear i often make choices that become quagmires so it is not by any natural inclination but of necessity that i seek and sometimes follow direction in these matters i sometimes fancy myself wise tempered by age and experience…………………….shortly thereafter to do some act that would deny that…

i used to ponder what my life would be like had i not made some of the decisions and taken some of the actions that i did i got a visit from the ”cosmic banker ” one evening when i was struggling to fall asleep he laughed,”i like to visit when people are in conflict…

never really considered it, but things happen at certain times so up front i am telling you i am not always kind considerate and loving/ when my mood and opportunity coincide but i can be an animal when i speak and when i drive so before i leave today and go out into the world…

not a little squirrel searching for food listening for something to come and devour me from the woods i pay attention to what’s going on but i am not constantly worried about impending harm i suppose that the difference between animals and us we gain knowledge that allows us to trust not a little squirrel…

my good intentions should be enough because i have no control over how people receive love and if i am attached to how something should end then i need to start at the beginning again my good intentions should be enough

i take delight in experiencing things that age has allowed me to consider, experience and embrace doesn’t sound like much of an achievement, but i am able to sit and look out windows without feeling pulled, vexed or convinced i am wasting time i am enjoying time achievement isn’t always about doing, it is also…

doesn’t seem big enough or deep enough or wide enough to cover what i want to say and i have ceased long ago debating if it is Allah, Power of the Universe or Yahweh but i know but one thing that never waivers within There is a God, who loves me so and I………………………………………. am…