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Swinging
Back and Forth
hanging by Some Invisible Fulcrum
a Hand Which Holds us
Which keeps time
Right...
Left...
And that too seldom breath-of-a-beat
Between the two
When we find ourselves
Dead Center
And our soul thrills...
The micro-moment
Which marks Home
Where, one day,
When all days are done
When the Pendulum is stilled
We will step
From stopped Time
into Eternity
No more Right
No more Left
No more "This way?"
No more "That way?"
But only
THE Way....
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock........
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"Lo, I AM with you Always, even to the end of the age."
-Matthew 28:20
