I suppose that I, like everyone else I know,, has a song in them. I often wonder what song I sing and then I realize this song is one of awakening.
How is it possible to sing a song when you are without a home? How is it possible to sing a song when you are without anything?
I sing my song loudly so that I hear it,, no one else need hear it or feel it or even understand it,, I do.
In the end, my song is sung by me, for me, and about me. It is a song of my life,, not yours.
I hope that someday you will find happiness and joy and hope you remember that all you have can be taken away in a minute. Peace.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
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