I just wrote this for someone who was losing hope.
Many spend a generation not truly living,
A few live without limits every moment,
For time is a cruel illusion of Earth,
Only the heart has true vision,
And life is endless for the heart.
Treasures of living are in the souls we touch,
For each contact makes a lasting change,
We each have free will to chose our impact,
And the gift of love is power without limit,
Creating fruit that reproduces with each smile.
Men have sought truth over the centuries,
Yet it is offered freely in the hand of God,
Something you chose to accept and multiply,
For your touch brings joy to many lives,
Sparking the love which brings meaning to all.
If love can heal the complexity of our souls,
God certainly uses it to heal the body,
For lives like yours are stars in the darkness,
The stars always guide souls lost at sea,
And you have many more to guide home.
by Eric Visconti - Poet
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