Welcome to the ULC Minister's Network

Jay Olson

Spring Gardens

  • Ask not what tomorrow brings--it is but just a dream. Think not unkindly of days gone by--they are but water in a stream. Now is the time, it fits the bill--it lies before my eyes. The present is reality--not made of fiction or of lies. We all walk down a path of life--a field of shifting time in space. We walk alone when darkness comes--no matter what our pace. The sun and moon may light the way--the road is smooth and fast. Uncertainty lies before us--confusion in our past. A breeze blows gently in the air--the lilting tune of time. It whispers softly in my ear--the song is sweet--the sound, sublime. I listen closely to the words that are whispered in my ear. The moment I have waited for is quickly drawing near. A sound so quiet it can't be heard is echoing inside of my mind. The word I hear, I've heard before but the word I just can't find. I've closed my eyes and settled back--don't even ask me how. The word has sprouted from deep within--the word I hear is...now.~Jay O.
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