How fragile we are
Beautiful fragrant flowers
Sometimes open in full bloom
Then closed and locked away
Fleeting yet eternal
Lord blow on this flower
That its fragrance may be shed abroad

There’s always someone
With a harder story
Greater loss
Deeper pain
Higher triumph
Richer exploit

Self analysis
With all it’s paralysis
Comparing your lot with another
Leaving you
Inflated or deflated

Ego
Edging God Out
Leaves you empty
Whether high or low
On a mountain top
Or valley below

There is no place
Where God does not exist
Until you know Him
Your life will always be
An existence that is meaningless

The leaves are green
Dripping with living water
Flowing toward low places
Lifting up those cast down
Healing them
Giving life
Covering the earth with glory
Under this evergreen canopy of grace
Eternal fruit grows
Taste and see
The Lord is good

The air is pristine
Cool and crisp
I feel the sharp edge of winter
Cutting in
A welcome change
From summer’s heat
Seasons come and go
They turn so quickly
Like day and night
Reminding me
How beautiful
How fleeting
Life is