| I will never forget that face. I saw it in a Hindu temple. It was the face of an old man. But it did not say he was old. Even his hair was young---- a beautiful black, shining and alive. He stood tall and lean and strong. His face was a reflection of his soul---- Smiling and so full of love. Sharing. Caring. Enduring. Giving and forgiving. Glowing. It was a calm and peaceful face. It was a face who knew God |
| THE FACE |