A Man Trusts Another Man When He

The Man Grinned Back At Me With That Perfect Sincerity We Fear And Call Simple-minded.

There’s Too Much Love In The World. Sometimes I Think That’s What Heaven Is---- A Place Where Everybody’s Happy Because Nobody Loves Anybody Else, Ever.

For This Is What We Do. Put One Foot Forward And Then The Other. Lift Our Eyes To The Snarl And Smile Of The World Once More. Think. Act. Feel. Add Our Little Consequence To The Tides Of Good And Evil That Flood And Drain The World. Drag Our Shadowed Crosses Into The Hope Of Another Night. Push Our Brave Hearts Into The Promise Of A New Day. With Love; The Passionate Search For Truth Other Than Our Own. With Longing; The Pure, Ineffable Yearning To Be Saved. For So Long As Fate Keeps Waiting, We Live On.

The Truth Is That The Man I Am Was Born In Those Moments, As I Stood Near The Flood Sticks With My Face Lifted To The Chrismal Rain. Shantaram. The Better Man That, Slowly, And Much Too Late, I Began To Be.

So When Will Be The Time To Get On The Train? I Think.....a Little Bit Almost Quite Very Soon And Not Long.