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Dust of Gold
They glitter; they shine
As sparkling gems within a mine.
But luster deceive:
The glistening dust of gold is brief.
We see in the mire
A myriad shimmering sparks of fire;
And strangely believe
The murky slough could grant relief.
Pursuing the dust
We grasp at flickering rays with trust;
While jewels of earth
Accentuate our inner dearth.
So wallow we here.
As crippled souls, we roam this sphere;
We stumble. We fall.
For fading dreams, we give our all.
Away from Life’s sludge,
Beyond this transient, weary trudge
Gleams Truth’s pure gold—
Of riches vast, of wealth untold.
The treasures of God
Adorn His saints on paths well-trod;
These bestow healing—
A radiance our sight anointing.
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