Intent

you can write a billion lines you can play a million songs you can film ten-thousand hours and never right a single wrong you can feed a ravenous crowd biscuits with salmon to replete overflowing cornucopias endowed and fill silos brimming with wheat you can sole the bruised up feet and clothe the bare-backed persons warm their cupped hands and faces never able to lighten their burden you aim to rework humanities place more caring now than indifferent so that all souls can truly embrace but, that may not be nature's intent hardship may in discrete analysis be core, even to the cells of us diversity of adversities in synopsis her permanent grand plan nonetheless so here's an observation for you to see dream your dreams and make your plans to initially carve into nature's tree but soulfully will to restep your stance what you think she's thinking is best most likely ain't what's there to find point is, that no one can truly guess designed intents of nature's mastermind © Goode Guy 2013-06-24