Hopscotching Through Time
HOPSCOTCHING THROUGH TIME
We are one soul
hopscotching through time,
enjoying the diversity
of the Divine Eternal Mind.
We play Hide-and-Seek
going thru God's pastures.
Like misguided sheep
we stray from our Master.
We run through the rain;
get lost in the crowd,
but God knows our name.
He calls it out loud.
Janet Marie Bingham
Copyright © Janet Bingham | Year Posted 2018
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