Sunday, June 3, 2012

Good morning... Have a great Sunday...

Yesterday, I was the mist of the waterfall
Tomorrow I will be a raindrop
Racing toward my destiny
 But today
I am the cloud
Floating amidst the mountain peaks
The hangman’s noose is empty
For I am life
 I cannot be destroyed
The winds of adversity
 Buffet and mould me
Yet I float free
I am freedom
The bird that flits happily
Among olive trees
I am the wind of the evergreen glades
I am boundless
Without secrets, without fear
I am love
The red ferns on mossy grass
I am Now
This hour, eternity
I know no beginning or end

I cannot be destroyed.


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