
all life ends in death
worldly things are left behind
how much is enough
what we hold on to - owns us
letting them go - set us free


all life ends in death
worldly things are left behind
how much is enough
what we hold on to - owns us
letting them go - set us free


flags flying graveside
yet nothing done to end wars
need more flags next year
lives taken can’t be restored
only lasting peace honors
sunshine on puddles
an opening in the rain
then the clouds close ranks
given drought like conditions
no one complains about rain
paradox of life
those who don’t think they can see
ask and receive sight
but those who think they can see
remain blind their entire life
now is a good time
neither too late nor early
turn and face the Truth
it’s too late after death comes
reconcile while there’s still time