Now Available: A Peace Poetry Bookmark

New World:

I once had a dream of a new world.

I saw a city like crystals, pearls and gold, full of light, guarded by angels of old. 

There was no night. 

The city was bright. 

A river of pure love flowed through. 

There was no death for me and you. 

No dying, no crying, no sinning. 

A place of no pain or sorrow. 

It is the world of tomorrow. 

~ DTH ~

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Ancient Books

Good books are ancient trees that put down roots deep into our hearts. Well read and well learned good fruits blossom.

Beautiful trees

Old and even ancient 

Oracles of truth

Knowledge chambers for the heart

Stems grow into blossoms

Falling leaves

Autumn’s clock

Like fading pages

Literature of a different kind

 – DTH