Leaves
crackle beneath my feet
Where
dawn and sunlight meet –
The
world is rushing on by . . .
And
we seldom stop and ask why.
So,
friend, why are you in a hurry,
And
why do you always worry . . .
Did
you stop and smell the roses?
Or
look at what life composes –
Please,
stop and listen to the wind
Why
are you rushing to life’s end?
Listen
to the birds as they sing . . .
Realize
they don’t want a thing!
Know
that it’s time you can’t borrow,
And
let God take care of tomorrow.
Thomas
Theophilus© July 15, 2025
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