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Yochanan5730
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Shalom,
i wrote this poem many many years ago, i hope you like it and find it inspiring...
"The End Of An Era"
"...I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in the Messiah Yeshua."
~Philippians 3:13,14
Thus begins the new adventure through life's
Terms, dear friend. Look closely at the strifes
Of heart and simply smile. For there is no
Crippling blow that could ever hurt you so,
Unless your passions take control of your skill
And reason, without freedom of choice or will.
Stray, I say, from the blade which taunts
.......Your wrist to the embracing stroke,
Lest your ghost for ever haunts
.......In sauntering flame and horrid smoke.
For no soul lives eternal from self incrimination,
But for ever dwells in death's darkest damnation.
Instead, let us embrace life on God's terms,
Before that Day of Feasting or night of worms.
The grave holds no place for you now ~
Live, I say, and ask God, "How?"
Yochanan Valdron
i wrote this poem many many years ago, i hope you like it and find it inspiring...
"The End Of An Era"
"...I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in the Messiah Yeshua."
~Philippians 3:13,14
Thus begins the new adventure through life's
Terms, dear friend. Look closely at the strifes
Of heart and simply smile. For there is no
Crippling blow that could ever hurt you so,
Unless your passions take control of your skill
And reason, without freedom of choice or will.
Stray, I say, from the blade which taunts
.......Your wrist to the embracing stroke,
Lest your ghost for ever haunts
.......In sauntering flame and horrid smoke.
For no soul lives eternal from self incrimination,
But for ever dwells in death's darkest damnation.
Instead, let us embrace life on God's terms,
Before that Day of Feasting or night of worms.
The grave holds no place for you now ~
Live, I say, and ask God, "How?"
Yochanan Valdron
