Saturday, 16 February 2013

How's your balance?

Life hangs in the balance
A donation here
A coma there
Fragile
Like flowers
Beautiful arrays
Alluring fragrance
Then blown away by the wind
Jesus hung on a tree
So I would no longer be weighed
In the balance
No longer
A fading flower
But
An eternal tree
Planted by streams of
Living water.

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