Have we missed the splendor of God’s earth?

 Sunrise gongs the rush to work,

Wind in our hair; combs set to repair.

Rivers running to the sea: only bridges to destinations.

Pleasure distorted in success.

 Day in; day out

Sunrise to sunset.

Patterns lived without living.

Missed delight for opportunity.

Forced annual enjoyment;

With minds distracted.

Beauty taken for granted.

Missed joy in being.

 New this; new that

Propel us forward

The things we hold

While peace slips away.

Revolution of our days,

Turning over again and again.

Harbored misery and discontent

While calm eludes us.

Imagined peace realized.

Simplicity revived.

Newfound reason for the day.

Old things pass away.

New growth made fresh.

New reason for being.

Real joy.

Real peace.

Found in God’s splendor this day.

(Inspired by Ecclesiastes Chapter One

 

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