Tuesday, January 6, 2009

not knowing

I don’t profess to know anything, I just only realize that love is fleeting and connecting to that is rare and precious. I will always carry it and will try to honor that love even though it seems painful at times I do know that in the end there is nothing but this love in life

1 comment:

Uku said...

Love...

Thank you, Paul! Great poem!

Yours,
Uku