Value
A fading whisper of elegant devotion;
...memory.
A simple dedication of the purest form.
The desire to be of use,
to those that you love.
To wonder where your cards will lay.
...mystery.
...destiny.
These are things that instill value in
...Life.
Things that will make you push on,
when your muscles seize;
The thoughts that compel you
to chase what had been thought
to be impossible.
...And yet, they are overcame.
It's the simple nature of love
that I value.
The essence of what keeps this
world spinning on it's axis.
It's the courage of the meek,
The grace of the powerful,
and the mercy of the conquerer.
It is a mother's love,
and a father's guidance...
It's life's lessons...
Those with these things will live
rich and fulfilled lives,
for value is not found in possession;
But in the soul.
-James Kelley 2010©
Read more: http://www.myspace.com/jamesk_87/blog#ixzz11ae04cVh
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