Savor the Flavor
By Wings
Forever feeding on the past is like eating yesterday’s meals. Stirring the plate to find a morsel left Un-devoured. New bread is baking, does the stench of sour milk entices you more? Stop; see what it is doing to the insides of your spirit. Throw out the scraps and feed the swine with the deeds of yesterday. Let the past flow through the bowels, Let it be released from the body, the soul and the spirit. Eat new bread today. Wash the foul taste from your mouth, Savor the flavor of a new day. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 09:44 PM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"Forever feeding on the past is like eating yesterday’s meals...."