For my guardians,
are my friends,
my angels
For my angels,
show my path,
my destiny
For my destiny,
is my life,
my choice
For my choice,
is to feel,
to hurt
For to hurt,
is to live,
to love
For to love,
is to give,
to sacrifice
For to sacrifice,
is to accept,
to be
For to be
is the gift
to me
Journals Of Enreal 
I came here for a reason, no doubt. When I read this, I realized what it was. Thank you, enreal..
~teresa~ welcome and thank you for your words… they enriched this piece
wow! Wonderful!! But I didn’t get why the title is Sacrifice?
~neilina~ your sight is great… I envisioned this cycle as a sacrifice for the next… the circle which is woven with these few words is a sacrifice of meaning… he largest concepts bound by a simple meaning… to sacrifice is to love and share… I wish I could share more with each moment… I ramble… probably not much use… thank you for your inquiry
Ah, it all boils down to “to be”
~mark~ AS IT SHOULD!!! thank you tobeme… love and light my friend
“For to be
is the gift
to me”
So right you are, Angel Enreal! Keep being my kindred sis! These words are soooooooo truthful and touch me deeply.
Peace, Light and Love. . . CordieB.
Cordie~ kindred sis… love that! thank you for your words… always brightens my day
Yes, indeed to be is a gift.
~as i am~ the greatest gift of all! thank you my friend