Oh Soul! Who are you?
where do you come from?
Why you become so proud?
From a tiny blood you grew
Into an ambitious lad
Everything docks in your shore
Yet you cry for more
You chase everything your heart's desire
Leak them like a consuming fire
You're like a grave that swallows every dead
Even full you take it all
Somehow forgetting the One above
That He gave everything you have
But then your time is up
Someone has pulled your back
That turns everything to black
Too late DEATH visits your lap!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Incredulousness
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Life is a Matter of Perspective
Posted by Phantom at 12:45 PM 0 comments
Labels: Clouds, Perspective, Photography, Sky, Summer, Trees
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