Life is Short

Setting by this fire and praying early in the morning. I know I can sleep late, but when the sun rises I think I should also. The hands on the clock and the days of the calendar seem to be moving at warp speed and life is short. I don’t want to miss a thing. I need to hear all the birds sing and feel every breeze.

Like the wisp of fog that lingers over the water so is life. Only a vapor that fades in the morning sun. I will treasure every minute because every minute is gift from God.

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