Man sifts the earth of
her precious resources..
By sweat and wisdom shall
knowledge be gained..
There must be a word for
the spirit that compells
man to forge onward but
perhaps the word of that
spirit chooses it's
habitation in a vanishing
wind..
And so it is..
And so it is..
An enquiring mind is seeking
for a self revelation.. a
revelation that will connect
all things to itself..
But man is things of flesh
and bone..and he is things
of spirit..
He is bought with a price and
his being is a loan against
time and space..
It goes to the Universal Banker
to recall that loan to dispense
interest's against love or hate..
And so it is..
And so it is..
So, I take the thoughts of my
soul and I must choose whether
to invest in a vast real estate
of vanity..or to give away myself
that the sojourner may feed upon
my crops with no visable profit
to me..
I choose to be yours and lose all
things to myself..
I choose to be..Soulfully Yours~