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In loving I am loved
Under grey skys, I
still the sun does move.
There is motion
beneath
the still waters.
What winds blow
that beget the summer storm?
The gifts of the world
are boundless,
Why does my vision
not match my reach?
Hunger gnaws,
while the seeds of tomorrow
are planted.
I Like The Lesson of this Line
"...The gifts of the world/are boundless," ~ yes they are. U R missed. Hope all is well. "A man's reach should exceed his grasp or what's a heaven for?" - college poster. :D