Philosophical Rhapsody

A passage through time, Perhaps understood and misunderstood. There for the grace of God go I, Reflective experiences. Successful and daring, Dangerous ghosts of the past haunt us. A friend is a rare commodity, Learned yet learning. Man evasive and friendly, The church a noble companion of the past. Miracles to have experienced them all, You pray that they continue. God's grace understood by compatible neighbours, To have reached a realm beyond normal comprehension. The Lord God is a true fortress, do not ask me without my permission, God guides and triumphs, guiding us to tommorrow. Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz