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Gentle melodies
flow like
golden sunbeams
from
the bluest sky
and I bask in their
luminescent warmth
as they form blossoms
in my barren mind
none know the day
or the hour
by design
so that we realize
to live
for now
for today
is all we know
all we have
yesterday is gone
the future is
out of our grasp
by design
lest we live for then
and not in
what is
right here
right now
may we resist
allowing
Temptation
Doubt
Fear
to steal
kill
destroy
our hopes and dreams.
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ββTherefore do not worry, saying, βWhat shall we eat?β or βWhat shall we drink?β or βWhat shall we wear?β For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.β
ββMatthewβ¬ β6β¬:β31β¬-β34β¬ βNKJV
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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