Is it permanent,
that which I can hold
and cherish;
For a time and yet
not for long
that which I have
to let go.
And yet it seems
a challenge
to love and relinquish
to grow and go
to places that beckon;
I see only dimly
but cannot go
but only let go.
Each one on his way
a pilgrimage of life;
Perchance I meet some
on this way;
Let me cherish
these times
hold memories
one can return to,
when life seems
an Illusion.
viewvin 
very moving-well done.
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Thank you, your encouragement helps a lot… but I wish I could write more regularly like you…
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Maybe you are “gathering” things to write about just now. Blogging is a lot more time consuming than I realized. you know I wish you well!
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