By A Thread
Life hangs by a thread.
A simple snap
and we're dead.

All of our money,
fortune and fame,
That same little thread
holds it again.

We think we are
secure in the
strength of our might,
When we have not
the power to even
last the night.

Our fate and
our destiny is
guided for sure
By the One who
gave the rules,
we make the detour.

If only we realize it
is not by our wits,
That we survive, even prosper,
it is because He permits.

It's only a thread
that holds us up
But a thread is like steel,
when we've drank
from the cup

The cup of life made
available to all
Hanging by a thread,
yet secured from a fall.
Unknown Author

Thank you for visiting with me.
With Love and Hugs
straight from my Heart
Joan