"The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream." __Khalil Gibran Yesterday’s been here, a repeat of the past whose dream’s already arrived, only louder than before. Today is nearly gone, slipped of war's plan, loosed of its lethal explosion, ready to come again. Tomorrow's set to enter, a future of wounds set to drag their newest scar over the children’s tombs. What of now? © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)