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OF MYSELF

OF MYSELF

OF MYSELF

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Dedicated to: Daniel Michael

From: Sandra Pandaram

The Earth revolves.

It turns for War and it turns for Peace.

It turns for Hate and it turns for Love.

We live and we die.

Our destruction and misfortunes

belie our sensibilities to Give.

I have learned to Give.

Of myself

I turn the World for your Love

Of myself

I have learned to love your Soul.

Of myself

I have become the essence of your heart.

Of myself

we shall give the World anew.

These tears fall.

They fall for the warmth of your touch.

They fall for a resounding echo.

We trust and we are betrayed.

The answer lies in our courage

to know that these condemnations exist.

I have learned to Trust.

Of myself

I have reached out to an unknown Poet.

Of myself

he has materialized on behalf of our love.

Of myself

I am honored to give you this Gift.

Of myself

my prudent heart is now exposed.

The earth decays.

It melds into the fortress of time.

It melds away all the things uncertain.

We shout and we cry.

The legacy of my love is now born in you

twisting and turning fate.

My awkward words are now visualized.

Of myself, the sweat of God

manifests the clear running waters amidst.

Of myself …

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sparrowsong

Hello Ricardo...

Great dedication...

Thank You For Sharing!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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