Sweeping of sweet thoughts came opening up. In the rising from sleep of dreams was a renewal of the taste of sugar coated love kisses. Sweet lips, Sweet poetry, Sweet thoughts of love set in milliseconds of Fade to Love. I swept in the tastes of meditations with The Fall of good fruits from my heart. --MIISRAEL WINNIESPOETRYONT THE LEAVES OF OCTOBEROct 2017Copyrighted.
In the midst of the street of it; and on either side of the river, were there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations." --Revelation 22:2 KJV
