Face To Face
Birth, youth, adult, we find our place on earth.
The spirit way deep inside man
seeks out hope's perfect plan.
Pray for God's breath
ere death
bars choice.
Mind God's still voice
of both justice and grace
before you meet Him face to face.
Earth’s journey done, goodbye to mortal berth.
written July 17, 2018
Gregory Barden's contest, My Muse, Mortal
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2018
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