I have a few friends. In whom I have faith. And trust. Some
friends have come. And gone. Died. Or drifted away. Strangers, too. Come into
my life. Especially when I travel. After all, I have an Italian true love. And
I live with her. Much of the time. In Sardinia.
And do you know what? I put faith. And trust. In virtually everyone. In
strangers. I wonder. Does that make me fearless? Thing is. I’m in love. With life. I have no
time to be fearful. Especially when I’m absorbed in the moment. Savoring life.
And the people around me. Sure, I’m critical of goings-on. Things I see. Or
hear about. The inequities. The mean spirits. The terror. The wars. The
inhumanity. I’m cautioned. Daily. The world is a dangerous place. But still, I
forge ahead. Living. Loving. Having faith. Trust. Trying to make the most. Of
every day. –Jim Broede
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