Contemplating wonderful words; doesn’t
matter who they are meant for, it never
bothered me before, when Paul asked Debby
whether she liked roses with thorns, she replied
‘Indeed I do, once I’ve got hold of the roses, I can
evade the thorns’ – I made those
words mine
Whenever a strange voice speaks, saying – ‘It’s
your image I keep’, or a known Biblical character
professes love in Proverbs, I accept it as meant for
me; especially as all the admonishing against sin
is accepted as directed against me also, I balance
everything with positive statements - I’m
delighted by
These loving words which will go straight to my heart;
after watching a scary program on TV, reporting on
medical neglect and spiritual energy seeking re-
venge; I return to positive words - the dice of
life lies in making choices; though I’m not
offered choices at all, never having been
offered such beautiful words
I only dream about soul-mate concepts and
spiritualism… Barbara was here, we drank too
much, me trying to gloss over my shortcomings;
she simply enjoying her life – my dreams being
enclosed within unreal dream space, no-one has
ever voiced the words of my choice – which
is fine, I have so much to do
Keeping kids at school, it will be enough until
dreams turn into reality…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful poem....full of memories.... a true and heart touching lines i am so happy...all are just a reality to do...a reality to accept..yet lies behind a wisdom to think and learn of what is life is all about... I like to read more and more on each lines...thank you and God bless my friend....10+