Author: | Robin Hosking | ISBN: | 9781450272025 |
Publisher: | iUniverse | Publication: | March 3, 2011 |
Imprint: | iUniverse | Language: | English |
Author: | Robin Hosking |
ISBN: | 9781450272025 |
Publisher: | iUniverse |
Publication: | March 3, 2011 |
Imprint: | iUniverse |
Language: | English |
We are not alone. In our good times and our bad times, even when people let us down, love is all around us. We only have to open our eyes to see evidence of the love of God, the devotion of family and friends, and the beauties of the natural world and human creative energy. Expressing this love in order to comfort, inspire, and empower othersthis is the mission of Robin Hoskings poetry collection, Seeing Life. If we love, we live; if we stop loving or turn away from the love offered to us, we die.
***Journey Called Life
Here in this place, in this life,
Ive suffered such loss, grief, and strife
Loss of parents, dear and true,
Loss of friends from my youth
Loss of family, and strangers, too.
That is okay, for I know that they have really not gone away.***
Within the journey that we call life,
Within this sphere, this realm, this space of light,
I have learned something of the human plight.
Here on this journey that we call life,
We are all vessels,
Shells, if you will, covered with skin
But the true us underneath is the spirit, the will, the energy, that helps us to move.
Without this we would be motionless.
We are not alone. In our good times and our bad times, even when people let us down, love is all around us. We only have to open our eyes to see evidence of the love of God, the devotion of family and friends, and the beauties of the natural world and human creative energy. Expressing this love in order to comfort, inspire, and empower othersthis is the mission of Robin Hoskings poetry collection, Seeing Life. If we love, we live; if we stop loving or turn away from the love offered to us, we die.
***Journey Called Life
Here in this place, in this life,
Ive suffered such loss, grief, and strife
Loss of parents, dear and true,
Loss of friends from my youth
Loss of family, and strangers, too.
That is okay, for I know that they have really not gone away.***
Within the journey that we call life,
Within this sphere, this realm, this space of light,
I have learned something of the human plight.
Here on this journey that we call life,
We are all vessels,
Shells, if you will, covered with skin
But the true us underneath is the spirit, the will, the energy, that helps us to move.
Without this we would be motionless.