The Path
We follow the path
however hard it can be
over hills and mountains
in rain and shine
and often in silence
not speaking as we walk
where the days seem long
in this season of our lives
until we remember
how precious it is to be alive
that every moment matters
in the field we are making
and its invisible tapestry
written in astral light
is our cloth of heaven
that will greet us
when we come naked home
to the Light
Infinity and Beyond
by Jay Ramsay
Original Language English
for Esteban Antonio
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Beautiful poem and picture ❤
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Thank you so much Trina!!! ❤ 🙂
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Beautiful! Love the picture! Would love to walk there!!!
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Thank you Linda! Yes, it looks like such a serene and peaceful place to walk and be immersed in nature… ❤
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