The stream of life is like a revolving
door.
Entering in where you have never
been.
Sometimes it takes you to the dark
unknown.
Where the battles rage, like a storm
at sea.
As you fight your way to the very
top in order to see.
The revolving door as it goes around
once more.
Where you have you been, where you
have you gone.
Nobody knows but you.
As the stream flows downward, it
doesn't return.
It never looks back, to see where
it's been.
It steadily flows to where nobody
knows where it ends.
Life is like a revolving door, making
you stronger each time you enter
in.
When you come out of where you
have been.
As each test and each trial, you
have over come.
Never look back to see where
you have been.
Like the stream of life, keep going
forward to the end.
The entering in to exit again, as
the revolving ceases to be.
Peace and harmony will enter in.
The beauty in the world will be seen
again.
As the two places in the stream
of life ends.
written by: Paula aka Angel of Love
September 29, 2003
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