A thank you wish.

A thank you wish.

As if there is such an ideal of saying of and for a wish. Whom does one thank? Nonetheless I shall and do. A new day, a new year, as an earth has round this 43rd time. 43 times round seems like an eternity yet last week. Can I slow the turns, can I speed up the turning or does it matter at all.

This great day I can say that my orbs are all in tact as their life of will is.

My dreams of aspiration have cometh, whereby a chance is no longer a thought. Who could have known such simple words would provide momentum regardless.

I thank the world and God and all for the nutrients of my soil and my love for the earth whole.

James

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