Boldly Live
Truly sweet is the light,
That is so pure and white;
How pleasant for the eyes,
Knowing where the truth lies.
For behold is the sun,
Melting ice where I run;
To help me so I may live,
Knowing God does forgive.
He may bless with some rain,
To help crops grow again;
As soon as spring arrives,
So then the each one thrives.
When you can go and plant,
If the wind does enchant;
Spellbound by how the trees,
Are swaying in the breeze.
If a tree falls and dies,
Will it rot where it lies;
Or would God go revive,
To grow and be alive.
But we may live for years,
Without the cares or the fears;
To plant in the morning,
Or doom without warning.
When we exit the womb,
Unknown about the tomb;
The time we enter in,
And new life will begin.
Copyright © 2011 Richard Newton Sherrer
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