Our Journey
Life is a road
Our futures foretold
In a mirror we peak
Our destiny we seek
What is our journey?
Perhaps our adventure?
Life is the vision
Not the endeavor
The distance seems long
Timing seems wrong
For our life is written
On pages not given
In a book only He reads
In a library He seeds
God grants us life
God grants us strife
We make it
We break it
We sow it
We grow it
We take it
And forsake it
What have you but a Journey?
What have you but one life?
What say you today?
Who says that this is all?
Who claims to know the meaning of the fall?
Our Journeys will unfold
Our lives will come to One
And in that time
We know ourselves
And into that time
We understand ourselves
We live but one Life…
But that one life is universal
That one Life is but one…
One is infinite…
Yet limited to our perception
Our Journey
Amen.
(((SE))) amen
In a book only He reads
In a library He seeds
God grants us life
God grants us strife
Damn, I like that.
He is a librarian of sorts, isn’t he?
Wonderful stuff.
~m
~m~ Indeed He is…
imagine the library