Saturday, July 19, 2014

A Senseless Swap

Suffering in light

Of boundless time

And perfect communion

With that great power

In which I am, move

And have my being

What should I count

As of greater value

That to return to that

Place from which I was created

The place for which I was made

How could I trade

So great a blessing

For the trivial and passing

Oh how foolish

Trading everything for nothing

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