He who learns to live with his fears finds the path to accomplish his dreams. I have a thousand words and a poem in mind. I have a heap of clay and a castle to build, each time I am read, a block is made of my clay, a foundation for my castle is laid, a poem is made out of my stock of a thousand words. Read read read, dear friend, read.
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Saturday, 26 January 2013
When the call is made
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A plea for saving grace is usually (although not always) answered...
ReplyDeleteNew Haiku: None to Rescue
Saving grace coming into the embrace - such a wonderful way to express the thought.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Kodjo.
ReplyDeletebeing social creatures, we must sometimes ask for help....nicely done
ReplyDeletevery well written, nice thought!
ReplyDeleteLord’s Play
beautiful
ReplyDeleteLiked the flow of this one :)
ReplyDeleteAmen to that ... We all need some saving grace.
ReplyDeleteEliz
Saving Grace is a good prayer.
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