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| Courtesy Inspirational Mind |
To whom shall I turn too
when
The world is dark and naked
To whom shall I turn too
when
All seems lost and forlorn
To whom shall I turn too
when
Nature is bare and barren
To whom shall I turn too
when
People flee and cry out in desperation
and anguish, hungry, naked and starved
and it seems even God has not heard their
pitiful crying and desperation
To whom shall I turn too
when
The waves break over the villages
and the winds tear up our homes
and we are drowned by the waters of Life.
Where have the angels gone, the Knights in Shinning White Armour have ridden off and I gaze in
desperation for a a little basic comfort for a
morsel of food and clean water.
And yet when we accept the desolation and horror that awaits perhaps in our minds I find a quiet spot. A place of no foundation or structure and although my body wastes and is dying I somehow know that all is well
and
when the last embers of the fire of Earthly Life leave me I go to a far and yet near Life where the burdens of the flesh are no longer there.
SHACK aka GEOFF
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