Writer…

Writer, you chase words,over the horizon, into the mystical, slow sinking sun.

Seems, very few care for the mystery of quotients, natural minds know not, what we’ve become.

The godly folk claim the answers are within, many don’t know quite where to begin, an old man took a long look in the mirror, he finally understands the consequences of sin.

Many ask about Jesus, is he really God’s son? Another soul speaks up, “He overcame death, that’s why he’s the ONE.

This life, is not about chasing, silver and gold, Hollywood will tell you, you’ll never get old, flesh blood and bones are temporary, find your eternal Soul…

Your ‘ long home is waiting’…

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