About 9pm
I stood waiting
The bus delayed
Still wait
About an hour passes
Bus comes
I board
I see the old man
He is reading
I think on the picture
What's he reading?
He must value it
What are my words?
What does my pen ink?
Are they worth his page?
Worth this man's time?
Time and return on use
Profit, will he?
On reading me?
I ponder.
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
The End
My days are numbered
An end there is
My upspring I know
On stage I am
A choice left me
Of what nature the last
That now, the chance
And chance, time
A thought to ponder
And learn I must
To well do
And alone, I can't
What, then, make I
Of time and chance
Of spirit and talent
That last be good?
Trust In Jesus Christ.
An end there is
My upspring I know
On stage I am
A choice left me
Of what nature the last
That now, the chance
And chance, time
A thought to ponder
And learn I must
To well do
And alone, I can't
What, then, make I
Of time and chance
Of spirit and talent
That last be good?
Trust In Jesus Christ.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Dawn Work
Morning; men awake
They walk, talk, do
Kick up dust
Make a din, hustling
Din continues
They tire
Come home
Feet gather in
Din dies down
Dust settles
I can hear my mind
Now it's time
I prepare my work
I go mining
I hear the Creator speak
They walk, talk, do
Kick up dust
Make a din, hustling
Din continues
They tire
Come home
Feet gather in
Din dies down
Dust settles
I can hear my mind
Now it's time
I prepare my work
I go mining
I hear the Creator speak
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Life
Where is the way of life, and who has found it?
They say God knows the way of it, and has not hidden it from men
With the seeing of the eye and the hearing of the ear is life thus decided?
I ponder.
They say God knows the way of it, and has not hidden it from men
With the seeing of the eye and the hearing of the ear is life thus decided?
I ponder.
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