Thursday, 19 April 2012

If only he could sea what I sea!



Today I walked.

How can I explain this is waiting for him? Middle Brighton beach, just minutes from home.

It's waiting Radders, we're waiting, the whole world is waiting for that moment when you claim this beach as your own.

My heart soars with the thought and my heart is sore because it's not right now.........................


but soon puppa-dog.

Its a sultry, muggy day, the sky is grey blue and the view is hazy. The cargo ships look like ghosts on the horizon.



I walked some more. All along the foreshore are rows of benches, each bench has a name or is that a purpose, actually both.

Today I sat on this one.

Let us pray.


But a week on Sunday, we can all sit on these ones!



..................and we can enjoy the view - togeva




................ and wonder at how the other half live - togeva




................ and we three, will be, as rich as rich can be - togeva!

Amen.

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