if every stranger
we meet today,
with hand outstretched,
could be God...
how would that change
the way we think and act?
if every word we spoke
were our last words...
what would we say differently?
and if this moment
that we're living now
were our last moment
on earth...
would we be doing
what we're doing?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hopefully we'd make it count..unfortunately we'll never know our last minute....so try make every minute count! ! ! ! ! Good thought provoking write -SG