My mortal flesh
Coastline, ever changing
Sands, ever shifting
Ever moving
Constant
Change is constant
Do you have that same feeling always?
Then it is not real!
Isn’t’ only Eternal real?
“I, the Lord, change not”
The Lord dwells in our hearts because our hearts are
eternal.
Focus on the heart and the emptiness below; the void or
place where life begins.
Feelings are a mirage
A residue
A smog bank
Blown away by the gentle breeze of loving recognition, or
the winds of change.
Arrived in San Diego
airport;
“Finished here”
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