The vision

Wander before the time into the very narrow of new, a beginning before the age of tomorrows. The newness carries a vision before the waters edge. Walking steps along the path lead before a mountain pass unknown but by a few.Walk the path in twos, side by the other as with the darkness is before you. The brightest star shall aide in light for the distance is many. Surrounding the opening is a covering, hidden is the safe area of close.

Yesterdays are tomorrows day

Where has all the life of the heart gone. Yesterdays were full of time and caring, but our todays have withered and blown in the wind. The breeze swiftly with a gail swirled it about, never shall I say its gone forever. Time is but a minute to the hour to come again...I will always love you

Morning has broken

Morning clouds worked the light upon the sun. Beautiful shades of coral and pearls of whispy clouds. wondering amazement of willful desires changing times to be. The soul of a person lies deep within, possessions of decency are the loving desires unfullfilled but by one. The dream is far but within hand of the farthest reach. Something that yesterdays were unable to answer. Forever is with you.

The arrival

Whisper softly the sounds of beautiful harmony as the anchors of the soul softly echoes. Angels dance with joy to the jubilant measure of time before them. Answers welcome the hour of the time before the Lord.

SUNRISE

Watch when you give of the time before you, the past be not but a chance without a beginning. Look into the eyes of tomorrow, the glimmer of a reflection is the image of brilliant colors of a golden treasure.

The passage

Around the path of the narrow crossing is the bridge between two points. Watch the miss of the rock, for a fall is sudden, surely as it would be a tumble would break a fall. Strike the pass with marked memory, follow as where you have been, to the end of the road lies forward to an untraveled destination.

Window of darkness

Watch for the night is to fall so softly over the moon shadow. Misty eyed and salted breeze blows through the willows tunneled by time. Window of space drops dew, the grass so sweetly smelling, seeing hours before time is void no one sees a shadow.

Beauty of Love

In all the days that tomorrows of the time shall bring I want to spend them with you. Your only my reason for the love I have seen no one loves like you. All of the beauty I feel inside belongs to the heart who gives it to me. Your loving is so kind so much I have never seen or felt by someone so loving as you. A one-of-a-kind love affair so original so unique God's love shown to both of us we are so deserving. Your all I need forever is you to love for the rest of my life. To you with love from your loving one.

Haze

Water the sound of rushing waves hitting against the side of the rock. Slowly is the motion upon which the time crawls into the distant land of the mirror image of tomorrows past.Sifting the sand throws the hour before the hand comes closer to the folded crease. Crawling ahead is but a stop before the time of the richest wealth to become the tiring of the many. Poor sight not seen is the paired vision.