Fog
1 Corinthians 13:12 New English Translation (NET Bible)
12 For now we see in a mirror indirectly, but then we will see face to face.
Now I know in part, but then I will know fully, just as I have been fully known.
Fog
Here I am with a pen in hand with thoughts slowly appearing
Early morn in peace and quiet filling room and board
Provided for by The Lord for a time of quiet meditation
Words in heart spelled by life to make all things worthwhile
Once too young appearing strong and now more-less wrinkled
Time too fast from escaping the past and where to be floored
A rising fog that will bog the futility of all self-reason
At the end just to pretend that life itself won’t smile
Jan Wienen
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