On dune rose hillock seated quiet and still the eyes cast over his land, his rested brow riding low and proud readies for his mounted stand. His thoughtful gaze of future times he pondered into the night, for when in life the time would pine and if it drew all right. His spirit strength so sure his reach lo he in possible quest, for all of life was tall and wise as did its rightful best. Firm in the seat where past meets now twas future to his best, in past was then and now could send but all of now will nest. It’s wise you see in thoughtful plea for next is best to come, and if it still rose up his hill he already had surely won! His one rule right was his he knew that nothing could sustain, if challenged here for his so dear he knew could never wane. Caused difference won your then all done before the quest could see, his wisdom knew all challenges flew when faced against home and sea! There never can tide any challenge against him that could ever surmount his strength, and the might of his spirit will always be with it when called to stand its length. The Lion in his wise and knowing way always knew that it’s the spirit that stands sure and proud on his own hill, as long as he chose to stand with what remained right and true in his own heart, would indeed always prevail in the end! And thus he knew that no matter the challenge that be, that he will never lose! AS will never YOU! Love, light, and the brightest of blessings!
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 23:40:51 +0000
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