Saturday, October 13, 2012

Poetic Bloomings InForm Carpe Diem

Little Things

How shall I seize this day,
When I’m tied to tedium?
Seems like there’s no highs or lows.
Life’s set on medium. 

So I’m like a metronome
Plodding out my time,
Setting about the dailies
Far from the sublime. 

But wait, God is near
Sublime to the max.
Don’t need a telephone,
Computer or fax. 

Just a whispered prayer
Directed up above.
And he responds personally
In His eternal love.

His Spirit assures me
And my heart sings,
Till I see adventure
In even the little things.




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