Monday, January 12, 2009

Little by little,
Riddle by riddle,
Our lives unfold and form a mystical picture.
Each moment a gift,
Each day a puzzle,
In totality equates an added dimension.
At the end of my story lies a cherry on the peak,
Through the pages of my history stands a Pillar firm on feet.
'tis not the end, but a journey begun,
Of joy-filled days in wonderment and peace,
For not a day will pass that hath no fellowship with Him.
Eternity, our hope and rejoicing;
Eternity that met me today.

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