The word “Hebrew” means “those who crossed over”…. <br />the ones who sought to be separated from <br />those who did not cross over…the ones <br />who crossed over were seeking the meaning of life. <br /> <br />Crossing Lake Champlain by ferry with you <br />on a windy, wintry afternoon is <br />like passing out of death into life. <br /> <br />This is what we were created for –- <br />to become the essential ingredients <br />of an eternal moment, when friends <br />make every effort to meet each other’s needs. <br /> <br />Paraphrasing the essential –- <br />“Make life your poetry, not poetry your life.” <br /> <br />These are words we can live by - <br /> <br />We’re learning to be healthy human beings, <br />to speak what is real and life-giving from our hearts, <br />learning to meet the pressing needs of those we care for… <br /> <br />yesterday you saved my life, today I saved yours <br /> <br />we owe each other a debt of love <br /> <br />not ready to walk on water <br />we cross over by boat<br /><br />S. R. Lavin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crossing-lake-champlain-with-you/
