by Gregory Gower

Created on: October 11, 2008

FLOWING WORDS

Remind me of the passing time,

time that doesn't stand still.

Still, although the movement is mine,

Mine is the Kingdom I fill.

Fill up my cup with joy,

joy when praising the Lord.

Lord knows the prayers I employ,

Employ the servants of the worsd.

Word is a powerful thing,

thing is an item not known.

Known are the people that bring,

bring me the flowers that were sown.

Sown are the seeds of contentment,

contentment of things that don't rhyme.

Rhyme is the poem of the present,

present me a clock that will chime.

Chime is a noise that is pleasant,

pleasant my surroundings of peace.

Peace for the world, let's all chant,

chant for the wars that must cease.

Cease is another word for stop,

stop by the wayside and think.

Think of a way to the top,

top up the water to drink.

Drink up the fluid I filled,

filled are the pastimes I find.

Find the moments I stilled,

Stilled are the thoughts to remind.

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