This is a reflection on my valley.... |
| In reading the 23rd Psalm, one day I finally understood “the valley of the shadow of death” is the place where I live. * * * * * * In the shadows, death lurks… an ever-changing set of perks and quirks. The fellow who cut my hair is no longer here, transferred to another plane in the universe. The valley of the shadow of death is the interim... a place of sorrow, the mundane, where people move to and fro as a pendulum …where happiness is fleeting And yesterday, a fading memory of mourning and regret. Remember with fondness or contempt? Fate is the place --- no one is exempt. Scorned, dirge of discontent. * * * * * * Psalm 23 "Down in the Valley" http://youtu.be/GucC_Zbyw1o |