Tuesday, August 1, 2017



Bend the scent of sanity,
stitch the sail of time,
surrender the archaic;
trip the soul sublime.

Scan the vivid moment,
heat the pot of joy,
slice the sliver carefully;
cherish life as toy.

Follow in the calling,
let the hours shine,
all is an experiment;
God's world so divine.


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