What Do You Get Out Of Hating

Mom Had The Kind Of Love For Her That You Could Feel, Like It Was Part Of The Atmosphere

The Words Dripped On My Consciousness, Sank Into My Being, And Carried Me Away To The Magic Long Ago Of Once Upon A Time.

Many Have Changed So Much That They Have Lost The Magic Of The Dream That Carried Them On Their Own Bootstraps.

What Do You Get Out Of Hating People, Out Of Having This Bitterness In Your Heart Always?

To Live With The Conscious Knowledge Of The Shadow Of Uncertainty, With The Knowledge That Disaster Or Tragedy Could Strike At Any Time; To Be Afraid And To Know And Acknowledge Your Fear, And Still To Live Creatively And With Unstinting Love: That Is To Live With Grace.