Numbered
Our days are numbered
from the moment of birth
by the Master Designer of man.
The length of our journey
is, for each, an unknown.
It behooves us live well while we can.
Bear no resentments.
Nurse not a grudge.
For Time denies pause in the end.
Love with the passion
The Master inspires,
For no man will Destiny bend.
Neither fear nor regrets
Must take hostage the NOW.
They cast darkness that renders one blind.
Stop to give thanks for
The gifts that Life brings.
Here Grace to endure is the find.
Withhold not compassion.
Speak not harsh words.
For that which we say
Outlives Time.
Words can inspire or
diminish a soul,
to bless or engender great crime.
Let actions reflect
that which Honesty gives.
Let kindness be ever the rule.
For the bread that we cast
On the waters we sail
Is but squandered, if cast by the fool.
Yes, our days are numbered
From the moment of birth
by the Master Designer of man.
The length of our journey
is for each an unknown.
It behooves us live well while we can!
04/21/06
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