What Might They Find There

Let's take a stroll , to the depths of my soul where all that I am is found. The path walks sublime, A tick at a time,to a place called "Untouched Ground" . The trail is bordered with flowers all ordered as fate effected my life . Many bloomed well with lots to tell while some quietly blossomed strife. From place to place we discover a face either smiling or scowling or sad. Those whom I knew, many not a few, who offered choices, good or bad. But at the core there is so much more,for my creator installed a prize. As you see the me framed by eternity , You are amazed and tears fill your eyes. 9/19/16