What conceit this, to
think that I
Can effect the world in which I live.
What avarice; to think my conscious thoughts
Obscure another's drive.
What shall I do if this should fail,
And be yet another stumbling block
On the road already strewn with fallen,
Mountainous boulders, not just rocks.
And yet, I want everyone to know,
The me that lives inside, and understand.
That Love is all that lives eternally......
And that God is in the Details of that Love---So take my hand.
Lets walk this rock-strewn path together until we find
That Love that Lives inside each soul---
God's Love is Blind
April 1, 2004©