I am too busy to be sick
If God spent time on illnesses
The Universe would be no more.
If everybody figured what we live for,
The rest would doesn’t matter.
Idle attempts and shallow plunges bring no pearls
I feel for sure - indeed love lives forever.
Before we merge with the Ocean
We dwell on temporary shores.
When Dolphins waft my Chariot
I’m in my true endeavor.
When Dolphins waft my Chariot
© Copyright: Станислав Хэралд Тэйлор, 2010
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