Morning fills the holes in the lattice-work of limbs...
What do we strive for and for whom and why?
What moves us forward beneath outstretched sky?
When in the gathering of thought we admit
Our reason for living, what is it?
What sets the hearth of our hearts all ablaze?
What, with our eyes shut, consumes our gaze?
If, in Time’s output of years we admit
Our innermost longing, what is it?
What keens our hunger and vexes our thirst?
In life’s plethora of loves who is first?
If in the quiet of night we admit
Our passion and purpose, what is it?
What stirs the song in our spirit to hope?
Who in this free-fall of days helps us cope?
Pray the Lord holy that when we admit
Our true heart’s desire, He is it
© Janet Martin
What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit
their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul?
Matt. 16:26
Matt. 16:26
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