BG in lost hope in lost hope one finds their way when the pounding of the heart drowns out all sound when searching stops for what is sought is within reach when days stay for they are no longer wished away when
BG in gratitude one grows (a mantra) it is in the tallying of strengths one embraces fragility it is in the embracing of awareness one knowingly stumbles it is in the seeking of knowledge one discerns less it is in the passion of love
BG larger than life there is the vastness in the smallest of breaths a lung filling felt in effortlessness there is an immensity in the spectrum of white a colorless clarity seen behind closed eyes there is an enormity in the minimum of each day stretch
be the driving force done …………kaput …………………finite but haven’t quit reaching …………a solution that will fit this situation is not tomorrow’s dilemma creating a wave of inspiration that others may ride on be the driving force the pulsating beat the mover & shaker
BG soft tear i whisper a soft word from my heart it is heard by no one not for naught i cry a soft tear from my heart it is felt by no one not for naught no sorrow tis this no fear
BG there is a storm there is a storm a raging evolving & developing off shore rising from the sea meeting the sky as far as one’s eyes can perceive there is a storm a raging it’s magnitude immense the anger is not from the heavens
