Poem inspired by the book of Ecclesiastes in the king James Bible

 

Beneath the sun, in God's own time,

The book of Ecclesiastes chimes,

A tale of life, a quest for meaning,

In wisdom's light, ever gleaming.

"Vanity of vanities," the Preacher cries,

"All is vanity," his solemn sigh,

In wisdom, madness, folly, and pleasure,

He sought for good, for lasting treasure.

Yet all he found was but a haze,

Chasing the wind, in an endless maze,

Riches, honor, all under the sun,

all these are shadows, when the day is done.

The wise, the fool, the sinner, the just,

All return to earth, all return to dust,

Life's fleeting breath, a passing sigh,

A tale that's told, beneath the sky.

Yet in the heart, God planted eternity,

A longing for truth, for divine certainty,

Fear God, keep His commands, the Preacher implores,

For this is man's all, and forevermore.

In every season, a time and place,

In God's own hands, held by grace,

Our life, our death, our love, our hate,

In His perfect time, He orchestrates.

So eat, drink, find joy in your toil,

For life is fleeting, like vapor or oil,

Fear God, follow His ways,

And find meaning in all your days.

For God will bring every work into judgment,

Every hidden thing, good bad or punishment,

So live in reverence, in awe, and in love,

And look for your reward from the One above.

 

Marshall McLeod (aka) Uncle Toad

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