The Traveller..... I BUUUURN for you.....
She has put on invisibility.
Dear Lord, I cannot see--
But this I know, although the road
and passes from my sight,
That there will be no night;
That You will take her
gently by the hand
And lead her on
Along the road of life that never ends,
And she will find it is not death
I do not doubt that You are there as here,
And You will hold her dear.
Our life did not begin with birth,
It is not of the earth;
And this that we call death,
it is no more
Than the opening and closing of
And in Your house how many rooms
Beyond this one where we rest
Dear Lord, I thank You for the faith
The love that knows it cannot lose its
The love that, looking through the
that You and she and I are ever
- James Dillet Freeman
And she was..........
I am blessed to have lived the streets, to have been homeless for so long, to have lived in the bush and slept in a tent. Blessed.
I found ME. And within ME I found writing. I didn't learn to write. I learnt to experience. The experience gave me something to write about. Blessed. Now I can tell how I feel while I can feel. Maybe, just maybe, my feelings will help people, just like the girl with the beautiful smile because they will understand that I understand. And it would appear that many people are beginning to understand, just like me. How cooool is that. OMG, how cooool........
That girl had a dream, a beautiful simple one. She couldn't see it manifest but she could "SEE" her dream, just like I can "SEE" mine. I am sad that she died but so glad that she lived. Last night people REMEMBERED by candlelight. Finally she had peace and light.............
Find your ME. Tell your STORY.
Chase your DREAM......... Make life worth it.
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