There is a giant that kills
the spirit, with the drawing of tears.
That strips away at a man's very soul-
until there is nothing left.
There is a giant, created by men and
women too, that crushes homes and hearts
that feeds off the dreams of those who,
unaware, become the victims of their greed.
If a man's heart gets broken
love can mend it......
If a man's spirit gets broken
Faith can heal it......
If a man loses his will to fight
he loses the battle before the fight begins.
In our daily lives , in this life, when it
comes to heart and home- fear not the
giant of greed......faith and love are things
the greedy can never own.
Keep faith! Fight the good fight!
Never doubt the power of the smallest stone.
8:04am November 22, 2013
There is only one breath between
living and dying.
Take life not for granted.
To quickly life passes
from the first breath taken
to the last breath. jt
If tomorrow brings me sorrow,
I will wipe away the tears, as I did
in my yesterdays.
If tomorrow my heart should break
I will accept heartache, like the tears,
as being part of being alive....
Just as we are born to die
we are born to cry.
9:54pm November 21, 2013
Sing, O heart of mine
Sing the tune I carry
inside of me....
Sing softly into the breeze
that the winds might carry
love and peace ;and
those touched by the breeze
might life's greatest gift
receive.....
Sing of love, O heart of mine
loud enough for the closed ear
to hear.....
Sing, softly, O heart of mine
Sing softly into the breeze
that the winds might carry
love and peace.
-Jan Tetstone
9:26pm November 21, 2013
