Finding ForgivenessA Poem by PeteEven forgiveness, if weak and passive, is not true: fight is better. Forgive when you could bring legions of angels to the victory.” - Swami VivekanandaWith the grass of the meadow soft between my toes. Only Heaven knows. Healing salt of the sea cleansing me. Begging an innocent plea. Sunset hugs the horizon at dusk. Because nothing is too much. God offers his very tears in the rain. Washing away life's pain. The breeze of his breath can redeem a willing soul. The mountains standing up in witness. The vine of creation tethering truth. The ebb and flow of the tide a constant reminder. Not even the walls of Jericho can stop the march of what is ordained. All that matters is that we have a faithful promise of love. Flying on the wings of a dove. From the almighty above ... Jeff Healey was adopted as an infant. When he was almost one year old, he lost his sight to a rare cancer of the eyes. His eyes had to be surgically removed. He began playing guitar when he was three, developing his unique style of playing the instrument flat on his lap.
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1 Review Added on May 12, 2019 Last Updated on May 14, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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