Eclectic Poem of the Day

Keep your face always toward the sunshine and shadows will fall behind you. ~Walt Whitman

Keep the crumbs from biscuits served at

your morning table. Plant beneath the silver

face of a full moon to ensure the outspread

always of sheltering shade. Point your eyes

toward a mysterious horizon that dedicates

the energy for another morning table of

sunshine and harvest fruits. Hands join

and thanks given, yet the questions of

shadows descend uninhibited. Only time

will clarify and nurture, and none will

fall victim if steadfast as Standing Warriors.

Behind the mist of doubt there resides the

you who prepares tomorrows feast.