We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Heat the kettle ever boiling, a spot of green or red or white. With peaceful moment ever light, restful fancy, cease from toiling. Cogs of heart it's always oiling, while making hopes of life all bright. Heat the kettle ever boiling, a spot of green or red or white. Daily life is full of roiling, until the cup of Joy's in sight. With book in nook through still of night, spot of tea the day's uncoiling. Heat the kettle ever boiling. by Jay O'Toole on July 19th, 2018 |