The faith of a stone...
To taste a moment in the briefness of
its expression.
On lips that whisper in the
language of forever.
Yet the stone remains still.
As moments fall in timeless
rapture.
To taste a moment in the briefness of
its expression.
On lips that whisper in the
language of forever.
Yet the stone remains still.
As moments fall in timeless
rapture.
~
Deep within...we too are timeless. We have the faith of the
eternal - although forgotten in moments lost
within time, space and distance.
It's the stilled center of our being that the
world spins its caress around.
Be silent, hold still...and feel the
moments fall about you.
Peace,
Eric
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