A life of denial
Matthew 6:34
34 So then, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.
Today has enough trouble of its own.
A life of denial
It is not mine to see ... what this day will bring
Somehow it is a mystery that will unfold itself
At times it seems we have ... a vague premonition
of things that happen undefined ... beyond one’s self
If I could see the future ... I would die indeed
for the pains and sorrows I could not bear
The sadness of existence ... confusing many lives
shielding tomorrow from its own atmosphere
A life of denial would roam in all directions
blindfolded reaching out ... to find a way to truth
Demeaning all the trials ... in search of perfection
always bleaching out reality’s changing mood
Jan Wienen
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