Take, eat, pleads the One
Who breaks yon sky in two
Dawn is holy bread
That I hold out to you
Take, eat and be filled
Not by want’s hungry gall
But by perfect love
That I offer to all
Take, eat ere night falls
And closes the fist
That holds out the bread
Of Time’s morsel of mist
© Janet Martin
Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow.
What is your life?
You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
James 4:14
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