Chasing the Wind

This poem is in response to the book of Ecclesiastes:

We go in circles,
Round-n-round.
Trying to find balance
On this earthly ground.

What’s the point,
When the hour glass runs out?
Is my existence meaningful at all?
Does the Lord hear me call?

We chase dreams,
And we seek life’s pleasures.
To get consumed
With earth’s many treasures.

But wisdom is worth more
Than any fine gold.
For knowledge is something
More valuable, is what I am told.

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