All Nature is But Art unknown to thee,

All Chance… Directions sometimes we cannot see

All Discord, Harmony, that is not quite understood,

All Partial Evil….is for Universal Good,

Spite of Pride, in Erring,

Reason’s Spite

One Truth is Clear,

What is Right, is Right.

 

Alexander Pope

In reconciliation we must forgive, and in you I see me, and in me I see you. Finding Love for one another is our Meaning to Life.

Written by Carolyn d Hogarth Canada

There is not one born that does not belong to Mother. Our offspring. Walk away if you wish, and If I am going in the wrong direction, I will. CDH

Reflections:

Her soul mellow in silence

While watching snow flakes

Teetering Tottering in her Universe

Gently caressing the window-pane

Slowly fading then vanishing,

She stands shadowless in the night

Mentally cataloguing sparkles and silence

While the Moon Smiles upon Her

She the mixer of memories and desires

Demises a love full of fire,

Floating aimlessly like a cloud,

His face on this summer afternoon

Enshrouded in a certain slant of light

Giving Fancies Flight,

Although an elder crone

She the younger dreamer

Who never walks alone

But with Golden Memories,

Oh this blushing Flower Rises

As her dreams as she once was,

The Golden thread that wraps and weaves her Gold

Through the tapestry of Humanity,

Fly with freedom,

Be the best you can be

For you and for me.

Written on the day of June 18th of 2002.

Grandma’s Grand daughter, Carolyn d Hogarth (nee Cardinal)

Grandma Cardinal….Always Loved