to see Your own creation,
and my ears to hear
the melodies You compose.
(The Symphony)
Life
is
for
the
gambler. (The Exposure)
God cannot be seen.
He can be recognized.
(The Stranger)
How many
of the loves
and dreams
and fears
of yesteryears
retain their hold
on you
today?
(The River)
 |
Tell him what it means to you to call Him Lord.
(The Recognition)
Solitude
is
an act
of love,
a kindness
to myself.
(The Mirage)
I did not know
that the sun,
the moon,
the evening star
were the words
with which he spoke
to me,
So I never heard
their song,
their cry,
their cosmic silence.
(The Bible)
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Words: Late Rev. Anthony de Mellow
Photo: Snaps made during my spins
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