Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

O, What Is Man

O, What is Man
    but a speck on the ocean
  evanescence on land

  As many as the grains of sand on the seashore
    are man's acts of cruelty, his blood-and-guts wars  

  What on Earth is man truly here for?

  The answer to this question plagues
    philosophers and kings... all those who would
  solve the riddle of this 'God-thing'

  While the Lord leans back and waits --
    He's all the time in the World --
  'Til Man understands
    He's the work of God's Hands

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Michelle Faulkner May 1, 2023 at 4:19 PM Very thought provoking, gw, I think Man can choose to do great things or terrible things, there are many of both - also love 'evanescence on land' - that is a thing of beauty :) Gershon Wolf May 1, 2023 at 6:42 PM I so appreciate your kind comments, Michelle. TYSM! :) gw