Tempos Fugit Poem by Royston Allen

Tempos Fugit



We are surfing along on the tides of time
and swiftly like a wave life passes sublime.
Cascading along it breaks upon the shore.
and like a dream fades passing that way no more.

A thousand years to God are as but a day.
Like the watch during the night they pass away.
For He is both without beginning or end;
eternity past and future He’ll transcend.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paul Brookes 20 May 2015

As a non Christian but a follower of Jesus's I found this very moving Thanks BB

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