My Doing Is Done
My Doing is Done
By: Miracle Man
10/3/2018
My season is gone for doing things I treasure,
And often I imagine my life as superfluous.
Yet I continue, in this state, seeking (peace) pleasure,
Knowing my only true peace still rests in Jesus.
The footprint of time now rests on my being,
Casting a shadow, influencing my each daily feat;
Even now, though my days appear as fleeing,
Physical death and judgment, I will not cheat.*
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