Monday, October 10, 2016

"Dreams"
If I Bumped into God In The Cool of the evening,
He Would be in the little Insect Humbly scattering about
Eyeing me intently, as to whether i would squash it,
Of Course I never Do.  The Bugs and I Share Evenings
Together, Lamplit Predawn Hours of loneliness and hunger,
Wondering why we were sent to this earth, what lyeth between us,
neither enmity but more of love, in fact a kinship, in being alive
Together here, at this present moment, savoring the existence of life?
In JEsus' Name,
Amen!

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