Poem.

Poem.

Poem.

Time is of the essence but eternity is of the quint-essence, both of which are linked, although time moves rapidly, while eternity is static, the analogy being that time is the "river" that flows into eternity, the "the infinite ocean."

This is about a past relationship, an unhealthy relationship, of what I did and what I should have done.

Poem written to a picture of a breakfast table with a plate of ‘fried bacon and eggs, tomatoes, with crisp half burnt toast, and a glass of pure red grape juice…

A Friend Blend of all feelings.

Time keeps fleeting, ultimately, merging with Eternity.

No vocation is too low when it comes to making an honest living. The elevated and the lowly may be positioned apart, yet, merge together into the common highway of life.

The vicissitudes of life can be intolerable, but we have to adjust to constantly-changing circumstances in order to survive.