1009 HAPPY SABBATH 06-26-2021

The sunset to sunset day

with the added ingredient of

of The Holy

folded into the mix

so we may live through time

now, with the hint of Heaven,

both for those who remember

and for those who have forgotten

what we all once knew,

a day of soft stirring,

like the humming of bees and breezes

in a sunlit springtime meadow,

a longing in the soul for what is coming

to each:

an eternity of Sabbaths,

the last creation of God.

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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