Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
When information Gathers, only time decides if Knowledge in gained
False expectations Appearing real is the rule Not the exception
Confronting your fear Seeing all is Self, fear false You will find yourself
When all seems lost And you feel the most alone I am still with you
Gathering pieces I reassemble myself Into someone new
Broken pieces fall Piles of shattered self on floor Who can I be now?
This you must do and That you must never do For safety or control?
Beads on string form loop Worn on wrist assist prayers Mind quiets heart opens
Morning fog rolls in Dew on grass, croaking toad quiets Sunlight bursts through clouds
Creeping slowly on The sand falls down grain by grain Until none is left
