THE TIME CAPSULE. Norman Smith D.

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       Know Myself

       Mango Season

       My Pride

       Ransom

       Snow White

       Sweet Chariot

       The Forest Dweller

       The Little Flame

       The Little Voice

       The Clown

       Seven Days

       Show Your Love

       Sir Gallant

       Sleep

       The Street Corner

       The Statue

       The Stallion

       The Shepherd’s Light

       The Rose

       The Red Oak Tree

      I dedicate this book to my wonderful

      Children

      To my son, Kashife, whose fortitude and willingness to try has inspired me. Your honesty is astounding, for never in your life have I ever found you in the position where you found it necessary to compromise your integrity. To me, that means much more than my feeble words can ever express. Neither can I, with any degree of sincerity, remember having that experience before. I love you dearly.

      ~

      To my daughter, Yanese, with ambition as high as the sky and a sense of independence that matches. Those, and the other qualities you possess, I admire greatly. With the hope that I may one day acquire some of your characteristics, for they are indeed admirable, and I love you dearly.

      ~

      To Travis, your meekness is an uncommon quality, and your love for music makes me think of you as King David with his harp, and I hope you will inherit the world of goodness. Allow no one to persuade you from the qualities you possess. Those unique qualities make you who you are. I love you dearly.

      Preface

      With all that the universe has to offer, there is no telling how much longer its generosity will hold out. From one generation to another, the wondrous resilience of this seemingly indestructible earth is diminishing. The evidence is all around us and even more prevalent in mankind’s behavior toward the growing changes of the planet Earth.

      It is very compelling when one’s approach is not to save the world but to share the way countries, societies, communities, neighborhoods, families, and individuals existed before the destruction of this universe. There is no guarantee that there will be a survivor to tell of what the world was like. So, it’s here, The Time Capsule.

      A volume of life-spelling words that could offer a guide for rebuilding. A special collection, rich with the operations and functions of existence, of life and time. Lifetime. The Time Capsule spanning generations and touching on evolution. Showing the brilliance and resourceful nature of both man and the universe.

      The Time Capsule will stimulate one’s imagination and could encourage investigation at various scholastic levels. The Time Capsule.

      A special thanks to Eva Hinds, who dedicated her time and continued to give endless encouragement to the preparation and distribution of this book.

      The Time Capsule

      Exposed to the finer things of life

      Developed a passion for botany

      That consumed most of his time

      In his cellar, he grows a garden

      With orchids and exotic plants.

      There in command of his pen

      As the next passion of his life

      The one he holds as his dearest

      Frequently he spends an entire day

      Writes from morning until night.

      Never left his beloved sanctuary

      Of his garden and his favored pen

      One day at noon, he heard a blast

      He peeped through the window

      Only to notice that it was dark.

      Perhaps the blast of a thunderstorm

      Like the others this, too, will pass

      Engulfed by his writing he heeded not

      But continued until the morning

      Again, he peeped through his window.

      It seemed to have grown much darker

      With that, he laid aside his pen

      To ponder what it might have been

      Yes, the fear had reached him now

      Perplexed, he scratched his weary head.

      Once again but now in fear he peeped

      Through the dampened cellar window

      To notice the absent of life outside

      When many days had passed and gone

      He went upstairs and exited his home.

      There, the first to greet his eyes

      A book he wrote, the time capsule

      Speechless, he stood alone and scared

      Embarking upon the only obvious quest

      To see what has become of man.

      The Strides of Man

      If by creation

      From the paradise of Eden’s garden,

      Where we were

      First introduced to this our world

      To the land of Sodom,

      Where we were almost extinct,

      Our journey thus far

      I have embraced as the strides of man.


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