| Previous | Dec 26, 1995 | Next |
Potential | ||
I can't play a dulcimer, Yet perhaps one day I will. If I but my talent stir, It would give me quite a thrill. There is much in life that we Simply cannot say or do. To a very great degree We let not our spirit free. Let us exercise each gift, And its full potential see. The reward will be so swift! It is but our destiny. | ||
| Previous | Category Philosophy Categories Index | Next in Category |