Posted in Faith, Life, Music, Peace, Time, Truth

Poetic thought

A long range gun in my father’s car ten years old and playing hard, he smirked at me and said you slip the gears.

He would hunt that radio dial and I would add down every mile till the station of tunes came in bright.

There was a radiant harmony tone on the tuner it knocked me in the gut, it clattered my soul, makes you love, leaves you swinging on every road.

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I welcome you all to our site with an open heart that you have spent some part of your time for visiting the site. I as a blogger and human being see the life as a creative tool to understand “The emotions of life and Dynamic capabilities “. The mind is the soul of life, We should continue to focus and train the soul that endeavors us.

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