Some days are clearer and more directed and –beautiful than others.
Today is such as I think and dream and speak of things which bring, cultivate and project a clearer view.
I share time and space with many who see beyond themselves to God and others.
Blessings prevail in space which allow the expanse of focus, action and energy for better ends—
Which energize and cull the foundations of beginnings without the boundaries which restrict and confine them. Freedom there is not really free and the binds and bonds of mental strictures make what could be —NOT and never in this arena or any other.
The day’s beauty remains with the mantra of service and servants as their fulcrum.
My joy here is from God and others as we see and share that which is about each and others.
Nothing here is restrained or selfish in perspective or purpose.
True sharing and Godly view bind spirits in direction beyond the possessors.
Good and great things then are present and possible,
As no one parades or seeks a singular view.
And when it is done, the day’s sun still reigns and claims its due.
Unlike but bound spirits remain conjoint and aim beyond restricted view.
Augusta and present confines become the world with local
Thoughts and directives morphing forward with magnitude and majesty.
The day is indeed beautiful, as are the profession and possession of more salient thoughts which abound.
Clear, sunny, poignant and satisfying, as physical attributes, shared words and thoughts which carry and rule the day—and mesh spirits both alike, conjoined or alone and wandering without direction or allegiance. It is a beautiful. It temporarily calms and is balm to the troubled and ravaged spirit.
Better days prevail with clearer view and calmer glances beyond the dire and dastardly.
This place is royal as are many who dwell within this hallowed space,
Growing upward and outward toward God and those who share this place, this time and all of their possessions.
Bowman, M. D.
Horizon