deedeewisdom

“During all the years since time began
Today has been the friend of man.

But in his blindness and his sorrow
He looks to yesterday and tomorrow.

Forget past trials and your sorrows
There was, but is, no yesterday,
And there may be no tomorrow”

Anonymous

It was all black
Not a hint of light
Black
He was afraid

And on that edge of no hope
Close to suffocation
There he felt the tiny, gentle
Breeze of grace

A glimmer of memory saying
Fall
I will embrace you

So he fell
And he was transformed

From the man he was
To the man whom eternity
Had been waiting for

Diane Findlen Garrow  1/14/11

One little word, yet a word with great power.  If made a daily

exercise it change a day from gloom to glad.

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