The Pool

The future is the present, if we but knew it;
For to experience a moment in your delicate existence,
Be not afraid to submerge to a depth
Only to surface with the wisdom of both grief and gladness.
For the quality of life compares not to the gift of life itself.

by Lawrence Andrew Cade

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