Don’t you know?

Pale artificial light

Of many colors

Crafted by the master of deception

Set in crystal like globes

Luring into captivity

But little Mayfly don’t you know you’ll burn?

All that glitters isn’t gold.

Still your eyes glisten

It lures you in

You draw near

All in that same race

Trap.

Little Mayfly you’ll burn…

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Mark: 8:36

Just something to think about today… have a blessed day

Fys, Teni x

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