It’s the time of new lenses, the beginning of new, the background of it all. To be in the hand of holding something new. Hold on to all your dreams.
Time has its wave. On the streets where I live my life, I am touched by the hand of my creativity. The Lord of Just Being holds onto my soul and heart. I experience the touching of my Lord’s creativity, and the feeling of being with my heart and soul. Life has no end. I’ll see you, Lord, I’m on my way.
I’m the only way to the beginning of it all, living life anew. Time will tell my life’s understanding. The dictionary of my new life is for you to see and behold with no problem. Hold on to my words. We will walk with peace, and soda pops and cook-outs will follow.
