When it’s all gone

Edem Torkornoo

May 14, 2019

When sand drops fall through your fingers

It is better not to catch them

They will do better in letter

Than the roots of human heart

When sunset starts moving behind the mountain

You had better not think of those rays

No days may stay

Because night flight is right

When sound fades to the echo

You can’t chase the pieces

They resounded and bounded

And distance danced in place

When your voice is no longer with me

How can I run after the fading

I’ve always known of the flown

Wherever beams hurled at the seams

So you may dance, fly, fall or swim

Sitting at the shore and edge

The wedges don’t hedge

Time has happened, not maddened

Flight from Casablanca
How I longed for escape from parts of my life that simply strangled! From the routine of driving three hours every day to and from work and not sure of when this routine it would end. From watching everything I ate or said because of the desire to achieve a certain result from good food.
Single road to added prizes & multiplied grace
May your two eyes merge to give you the strongest vision May your two hands and ten fingers grasp as one to give you the strongest hold May your two legs and ten toes move in the same direction to take you ‘there’
At the center of it all
Have you ever wondered what produced the incredible achievement of personalities such as David, Samuel, Daniel and Paul? What is that hidden key that opened options to them that brought long lasting results time after time?

Just Trudy