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 “Never put off till tomorrow…”(by Joe DiMino)

I don’t know of riddles…
Only that living is
The most profound—
Those tangled threads,
Woven by ourselves
And unseen
Pattern makers….
We are guesses
At our best—
And those space rocks that hit
Seldom long enough on the horizon
To make preparation matter
And prayer really acceptable

If the voice is
A Goal-of-Salvation
After the fact
Of love….

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