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Ecclesiastes 1:14 

14 I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and indeed, all is vanity and grasping for the wind.

Ecclesiastes 4:6 

Better a handful with quietness
Than both hands full, together with toil and grasping for the wind.

 

Words of …

 

There is little left to say

In the war of words

Searching for time to play

In artificial accord

 

Grasping for some air

Hoping we can hold it

People gasping everywhere

As despair unfolds it

 

Is it worth the living

As dying feels so good

Folk are ever craving

To be understood

 

Step aside and rest

Peace is for the taking

Christ oft shows His best

Never ever faking

 

Fast answer the call

Start dying to your flesh

Life after all

Never was to be a test

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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