A Page Taken From: The Book, The Day Of The Hidden Truth Poems, page 83.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Written By Cheryl Freier, in memoriam to her husband, Martin<\/p>\n
\u2026..\u201dFor Moses in the Bible did all he could for his people,<\/p>\n
But the Lord thought it best that he should stand on a tall mountain<\/p>\n
And watch all of his people go down from the mountains and the wilderness,<\/p>\n
And find joy in this remarkable accomplishment.<\/p>\n
I must remember other thoughts when I feel the moment seize me for grieving.<\/p>\n
Who will live and who will die this year is always recited as part of the Yom Kippur prayers.<\/p>\n
So be it me, the one of the pair of us who was chosen to be alone,<\/p>\n
Would the reason be that the angels have chosen him for another important mission?<\/p>\n
Under the clouds with the guidance of the angels, he will follow their training<\/p>\n
And will become another person.\u00a0 He will be young again,<\/p>\n
And grace the winds of where he lives and sail the seas of discontent to find a<\/p>\n
a better way of thinking.\u00a0 He will create a new land<\/p>\n
Which will rule for justice for all….”<\/p>\n
Read the four novels:\u00a0 The Grayling Hidden Truth Poems, The Wild Grasses Hidden Truth Poems, Blossoms Around The Circles Hidden Truth Poems, and The Day Of The Hidden Truth Poems;\u00a0 all books make for a lasting reading experience.\u00a0 Cheryl Freier\u00a0 cfreier2003@yahoo.com<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 508 545 2337<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A Page Taken From: The Book, The Day Of The Hidden Truth Poems, page 83. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Written By Cheryl Freier, in memoriam to her husband, Martin \u2026..\u201dFor Moses in the Bible did all he could for his people, But the Lord thought it best that he should stand on a tall mountain And watch all […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-1n","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=85"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":87,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85\/revisions\/87"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=85"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=85"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=85"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}