Topic: Hearts are Homes | |
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Winding roads lead the way
Home but You know that Depends On where your heart is. And it only Ends where it all Started. I caught a glimpse of myself Today, I caught it from afar, I saw myself from over There today, I was standing where you Are. And I Knew right away that I’ve been Educated my whole life only to now, finally be Smart. It’s Only when you’re conscious of your heart that you can Live, that you can give, something of substance to everything Outside of you and you’ll Never fairly estimate how Grave a mistake mistaking your surroundings can be. You’ll push it Just Until the water overflows, until the grounds part, and then you will Start To truly consider these Things, be Open to what tomorrow brings-when you’re Getting close to the End of your trip, That’s when you will realize it. That Home is where your heart is and Our hearts have been everywhere. You’ve been Missing the point, but Each time it’s been right there |
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As always Beautiful and so heartfelt,, I truely enjoy looking in at a lovely soul
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nice write.. starts and ends with God that road..
The trial are the forks that changes our pathes closer or farther from him... I don't know that we always know, but I believe he always sets up back on the the right road.. very well done. Tab |
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Beautifully Written from the
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(((Mom, Tab, J)))
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pulls out the telescope and scans the horizon....
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