Friday, November 22, 2013


There is no other place than here,
there is no other now,
just moments held in time’s sure hands,
that we can call our own.
It is the living of the day,
the dying of the night,
as all eternal wandering
puts certainty to flight.
To live beyond the moment,
to dream of what might be
throws bitterness upon God’s gift
of true eternity.
So take the now and claim it sure,
as truth so clearly found
and place all thought within the
here, that Life will know your name.

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