A part of living is giving,
giving of oneself –
freely, fully, deeply,
without reservation without guilt.
A part of living is receiving,
freely, fully, deeply
without reservation, without guilt.
A part of living is loving
for then the circle is complete,
for then all parts of the circle meet.
For living is giving and receiving and loving…
Copyright by Albert McClure.
My mind to me is a Kingdom
unlimited in its scope,
For in it can be found the realm
of Fear – of Joy – of Hope.
And in it can be found the towns
experience has built.
Each ruled by some powerful King
of Righteousness or Guilt.
Along the roads that run its breadth
some caravan always wends its way,
A wish – a word – a new idea – some new sensations of the day
that travels swiftly to its port.
And many times in my domain
some furious battle will be waged,
the fight of those base passions
that turn all men in rage.
My mind to me is a Kingdom
unlimited in its sc
