Life is a commodity that I can not live without
The breath in my body infuses my dreams
The wings of possibilities lift me higher then despair.
Wherever the spirit is there is liberty from death.
No one can define my intimate existence with the infinite Designer.
Life is a commodity that I can not live without.
It is the currency of my exchange of whispered advanture
My destiny with greatness is not aloof with truth as my guide.
For that I am grateful. . .