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A state of denial


Ecclesiastes 3:1 

A Time for All Events in Life

For everything there is an appointed time,

and an appropriate time for every activity on earth:

 

Here I am eyes full of hope ... Life cannot be defeated

What strengthens and supplies the purpose of our lifeline

Some are counting days ... as they almost seem depleted

and others smiling bravely ... as they seem still in their prime

 

The pathway called uncertainty ... seems so well defined

The markers explained by the flesh ... as that for sure will do

Misunderstood perplexity ... in its self-appointed decline

as unknown to the rest ... it really has no clue

 

“Man knows not his time” ... now I start to wonder

Is it because of blindness ... not chosen but imposed?

A state of denial ... pressed from up yonder

from a dimension of kindness ... that appears so unknown

 

Jan Wienen

 

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