I Had To Be Born SometimeA Poem by Rev. David J. SchrefflerWhat is the meaning of - Everything?
Minutes turn to hours, Hours turn to years -
Time is measured by every breath; every exhale Takes a moment - and then is gone. Where did we come from? Where do we go? Have I been here before? Am I the image I see in the corner of my eye? As I gaze upon my child I wonder: "Did she Gaze upon me, one time, in a time long forgotten?" Is that the path of existence? "I knew you before you were born" - G*d's Words become a child's throw away; If one is a promise, can the other have any truth? I had to be born sometime: but one thing haunts me - Continues to boil in the synapses of time - Have I breathed this air before? © 2015 Rev. David J. Schreffler
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Added on April 15, 2015 Last Updated on April 15, 2015 AuthorRev. David J. SchrefflerMechanicsburg, PAAboutI have been a Lutheran pastor for ten years. I am currently serving Trinity Lutheran Church, in Lemoyne PA. I am married to Fritzi Schreffler and have three children, Steven, Matthew, and Leah and f.. more..Writing
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