June 15, 2016 at 1:30 am (Deep thoughts, Journal Entry, Poems, Quotables, Religion, Spiritual)
Tags: Inspirational, journal, life, nature, poem, Resilience, self reflection, Spiritual
Many are enamored by what I do, only the few who truly know me are enamored by who I am.
I have met the Angel of Death many times and looked him in the eye; made him flinched, because I refuse to die…
God is my father and Earth is my mother…I spring eternal, merely transforming each life to the next.
Musings of a little guy in the Big Apple, randomly poetic and poetically random. I'm just a simple guy, living in a complex metropolitan world, finding my place, while making friends along the way.
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