When I forget to breathe my Jesus mantra,
When the sweet scent of fragrant incense fades,
When the flame from votive candles is quenched;
Everything in my world goes wrong,
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AHHH! I SEE SUS'S COMMENT...CAT STEVENS FAN ARE YA NOW? WE MUST TALK....NICE PIECE HERE, ALMOST GOOD ENOUGH TO HAVE 'TEA FOR THE TILLERMAN''''''''''''''''''''FJR
Very fine and genuine feelings expressed in this nostalgic poem. Take care, Uriah. Sandra
disenchanting, U. longer boats are coming to win us, theyre comin' to win us. hold on to the shore...'' ~Stevens. but the soul of nobody knows how a flower grows. '' take care, Sus.
There's alot to be said about 'connection' to Source. It keeps us anchored and balanced. You say alot here, Uriah - and quite powerfully. Linda