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I AM WHO I WAS
2007-02-21 19:04:02
I?m still like a young boy who always played with the same life?s toys. My pockets were always filled with the dormant seeds, and during the dark, deep nights my dreams were consumed with thoughts of them. My short days were preoccupied with planting of my various color and shape of seeds. My days and nights were long, as I prayed and waited impatiently for my planted seeds to sprout. There was an occurrence when a few of my seeds died, but most of them sprouted, as it was my hope and theirs that from a tiny seed a small spruce would grow. From these same small spruces, plants and big trees grew of various sizes, colors and shapes. Some bore fruits and some didn?t. All beautiful trees grew and they continue growing. God, I  am so proud, how sweet and beautiful IT is, AND  how beautiful this life is. I was a little child and I still am. I collected seeds with my heart and mind, and I still do. I didn?t only learn how to plant seeds, but more importantly, I learned where to plant them...