You were never to begin although summers come to an end. Neither wayward eyes nor watering skies could ever divert your devotion. Not one drop reaches the floor of the ocean.
You are still yearning, dried and cracked, like some parched African plain, stretched and taut, yet burning, not one drop reaches the floor of the ocean.
Oh what could have been, it was all there but for a swift wind, a stumbling stone, and a blade never honed, and not one drop reaches the floor of the ocean.
All you wanted was to shine, to help, to make a difference, and the overwhelming desire to do so became the purpose and before you could start you were done, and yet, not one drop reaches the floor of the ocean.
The wolves caught your scent and when they were finished with you, not a drop was left. No, not one drop reached the floor of the ocean.
CB Scott Nov. 22, 2019
Excerpt from: God’s In the Garden Coming February 10th. 2020 Available for preorder now
Dr. Cory B. Scott has had an adventurous career that has afforded him the honor of such titles as Reverend, Deputy, Executive, Director, Lieutenant, Doctor, and finally, his true passion, Professor.
But those titles were just masks; his official titles are, Daddy, Husband, Brother, Friend, Uncle, Mentor, and finally, in 2019, he was awarded his true love, Grandpa.
Cory has survived some devastating tragic events and personal failures in his life. These experiences have given him deep insight and a desire to help others overcome personal obstacles and transform their tragedies into sacred gurus who teach and strengthen.
Cory weaves original artwork, poetry, and short stories in an incredible memoir titled, "Gods in the Garden." This book captures the essence of a survivor's journey through abuse, pain, loss, betrayal, and enlightenment.