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Moi?


Matthew 6:34 New English Translation (NET Bible)

34 So then, do not worry about tomorrow,

 for tomorrow will worry about itself.

Today has enough trouble of its own.

 

 

What? ... I?

 

What am I to do today?

Should I talk or be quiet?

Should I share what I see?

Should I ... should I?

 

Questions linger in the sand...

washed away by winds of time.

Every season has its way

to renew and replace in kind.

 

Nothing new under the sun

He knows what is to be.

Whatever we do pro or con

He controls destiny.

 

 

Jan Wienen

 

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Annette M Velasquez
Honest, philosophical and direct... This poem answers existential questions with the ultimate answer- all- encompassing, all- powerful, the peace found in God. The rhymes and style of the poem highlights its strong message.

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