An old man sat, looking out at the ocean,
Watching the ebb and flow of the tide.
A young man sat, feeling only emotion,
A burning sense of pride.
'Can I have your youth?
Ah, what does it matter?
I rode the sea a long time.'
'I've yet to set sail,
But my dreams are shattered,
The treasure's not yet mine."
An age, a season, an ultimate reason.
The tyrant, the victim, the winter, spring.
Hands of a clock, little boy's rocking chair.
An old man's treasure, a prince and a king.
'Observe the waves, see their power and glory,
They are our teachers, leading us on.
They come and go, yet, they're always there for us.
Their wisdom's never gone.'
'Come, show me your book, the wealth of your pages,
Each picture and it's story'.
'Now, now you must write,
For this is the new age, there's little left here for me.'
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
Read more articles by veronica cressey or search for articles on the same topic or others.
Like reading Christian Articles? Check out some more options. Read articles in Free Reprints, Main Site Articles, Most Read Articles or our highly acclaimed Challenge Articles.
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.
The opinions expressed by authors do not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
Hire a Christian Writer, Christian Writer Wanted, Christian Writer Needed, Christian Content Needed
Find a Christian Editor, Hire a Christian Editor, Christian Editor, Find a Christian Writer