My Maple Prayer
In Memoriam of Fred Myron George Sullivan Rouse
As we toast to mother nature,
we recycle our love and our beliefs,
the enchanting moments of life,
the sparkling light of eternity.
May the wisdom of our souls,
become the torch for all times,
where we find only beautiful thoughts,
it is the welcome of the Creator who shines.
When night is calling for a brighter day,
beyond the words, beyond the stars,
it is an encounter with ancient Truth,
as I hold to my faith and pray.
ALMO
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