End of day

Proverbs 4:18 18 But the path of the righteous is like the bright morning light,
growing brighter and brighter until full day.
  End of the day

 

From early morning till the night

the day passed just unfocused.

Stayed so busy all-day long

as time passed by unnoticed.

 

What is a day and its end

could it be an investment?

Into a place where time is none

and there is no more testing?

 

Is there a place for me to be

where flowers are always blooming?

A place where I can be me

where music needs no tuning.

 

Serene and peace rest in the Son

where angels sing in Glory.

and everlasting just begins

to adore the old-old story.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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