Don't Ask The Angels How They Fly
Knowing there's only so much time,
I don't rejoice less but more.
Knowing how many things will now
not happen, I wish them Godspeed
and pass them on to someone
down the line. I honor my
regrets, the part of me that
never happened or happened wrong
and proceed on course though
the course is not known. Only
the end is known and some days
it's a comfort. We live on
love, whether it's there or
not and rejoice in it even in
its absence. If I had known,
I'd have come here better equipped -
but that's another one of those
things you can't change - as we
can't alter that part of us
that lives on memory, knowing
all the while that time is not
real and that what we are we
never were in the light of that
timeless place where we really
belong, have belonged always.
And what's left then is only
to bless it all in the light of
what we don't and will never
know or at least not here where
the light is only a shadow of
that light we almost see sometimes -
that light that's really home.
Albert Huffstickler
On my 69th birthday - Dec 17, 1996
A poem worth considering....
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Latest "Life Is Good" store in Rochester, NY
Claude is the owner of my 3rd "Life Is Good" store.... I custom design interior for owners of Neighborhood "Life Is Good" stores. I have also designed and painted the interiors of stores in Old Forge and Saratoga Springs, New York
My bank teller in Old Forge
Could I please just have a receipt for my deposit, oh, and a dog biscuit for Andy?
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