Everlasting
All that was before me,
all that is to come.
What will remain
when my day is done?
An echo of influence…,
a whisper on the winds
of dynamic becoming.
Echoing into
the vaults of eternity.
When all that I am
is covered over.
Everlasting
All that was before me,
all that is to come.
What will remain
when my day is done?
An echo of influence…,
a whisper on the winds
of dynamic becoming.
Echoing into
the vaults of eternity.
When all that I am
is covered over.
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07-07-2009
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06-30-2009
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06-09-2009
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06-08-2009
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06-05-2009
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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In Death | 2 | 08/21/2010 |
Conscious Sun | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
The Question | 1 | 07/29/2009 |
Revelation | 0 | 07/27/2009 |
Event in Time | 4 | 06/04/2009 |
Everlasting | 6 | 06/03/2009 |
An Atom to a Star | 6 | 07/29/2009 |
Explorer | 6 | 06/03/2009 |
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