Stand Still
Love, Papa.
Like a tree
Rooted in one place
Would that you could stand still
And let life occur in your presence.
Each moment a lifetime
With no tomorrows or yesterdays.
Yet the cycle remains
For that which you give unto this world
Is therefore given to you in return.
A fleeting experience
Contained within the stillness
Of life’s passing.
Love, Papa.
Jim McKillop
Notes From Papa
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