Life can be a WEB OF ECHOES, I trust this is true, for me as well as you. Poetry journal 64 took about a month to write. Thanks to the prayers, the inspirations and the sleepless nights. As I put this milestone to bed, poetry journal 65, ECHOES OF PRAYERS, is forming in my head. At this moment, the night gives way to a gray sky, if you want, continue with me on this ride.