747 Just Passing Through 2-16-18

From birth,
we are but visitors
on Earth.

Guests of
Mother Nature
and
Father God,

constrained by their iron bands
of hospitality and rational laws
to do,
first,
no harm,
but,
rather,
to walk,
arm-in-arm
with our brother and sister,

to enhance,
or,
at least,
not bother
the streams of living
as they flow to the sea.

When our sojourn’s done,
gamely continue our journey
to a brighter place,
out there,
some where,

drawn by the songs
of a cosmic chorus,
pulling us
toward the smile
on that Eternal Face.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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