Proverbs 10:22 )

22 It is the blessing of the Lord that makes rich,
And He adds no sorrow to it.

 

 

Life itself explodes in the hearts of everyone I meet

A zest not understood ... as words tie it together

Everyone seems involved in their own state of being

Of trying to bring across ... their thoughts as matter

 

Do you see who I am ... without a word being spoken?

Can you read my past ... unless I help you along?

Presented hearts freely ... without any pushing

To get the attention selflessly ... not just a gentle song

 

Very special folks ... just being themselves

Interwoven in my past ... without me really knowing

God’s intent for humanity ... to say farewell

Very seldom found today ... but always ongoing

 

Peace on earth, goodwill to man ... a reborn confession

Nature thrown a curve ... through spiritual concession

Against human instinct ... first without pretension

Then available in surge ... with God’s intervention

 

Jan Wienen