Wednesday, September 05, 2007

To Everything

The seasons of life,
The moments, parsed out in time
Time for everything,
everything under heaven
metered out by the creator,
given as free will, for us to choose,
within the bounds of the creation,
a time for this and for that,
shared and alone,
we walk this path
so we can reach
our destination,
return to our heavenly home
from whence all began

September 5, 2007 13:09
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, 11

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,720+ of my poems at Poetry Where You Live.

No comments: