cast off into the distance..
often times I can see where I've been..
coming into a world
all alone..
I suppose help comes in many forms..
along the way..
sometimes with feet of clay..
it will leave stains
seen on the concrete of life..
Cross that bridge when we get to it..
with apprehension and a questioning
of the future..what will it bring?
Sometimes I think the bridges
should meet us half way..
Other times it's a bitter draft
That I have to swallow..
Finding God is like
finding yourself..to achieve
balance in your life..
harmony happiness and the
ability to recognize lessons
learned affect tomorrow yes..
Also, life is for living..
Now..right now..
A bridge too far..
so it seems..the closer I come
to it..the farther out of reach
and so I put faith into the ether..
And doors close and open..
Time goes by..the circle of life..
so walk with me..
By Rick Weber
June 25, 2013
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2013
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