The Master’s Touch

Today, the values in this world
Are not a pretty sight
A life of fame and worldly gain
Has led us from the light.

Today, our lives are compromised
By greediness and wealth
The Bible has been hid away
Upon a dusty shelf.

Today, the thoughts that fill our minds
Are shallow without God
The trails that wander through the soul
Are paths, we shouldn’t trod.

Today, I took a look around
I gazed into the sky
The grandeur of this universe
The fact we all shall die.

Today, I viewed God’s handiwork
And somehow felt quite small
The moon, the stars, a grain of sand
The mystery of it all.

Today, I came to realize
The things that meant so much
Are really of no value now
Without the Master’s touch.

~ Marilyn Ferguson ~
Copyright © April 08, 2008
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[ Author: Marilyn Ferguson Copyright © 2008 -- submitted by: Marilyn Ferguson ]