Our life is but a mist-
A fast runner in a breath of time-
'Tis a wisp of smoke only temporary...
As transient as yesterdays rhyme;
Our life is just a mere shadow-
For we are here for but a moment more...
We are all strangers-just pilgrims- on a brief journey-
An Earth traveler whos entered through Gods Door;
Its in this brief existance that we find our purpose-
At last-before our moment 'tis but done...
Living and doing Gods purpose for Him-
Successfully completed when final breath-is at last with The Son;