Woe betide the unwary engulfed in worldly pleasures Accustomed to seeking the material well-being For if we had been blind we would have had no sin. Woe betide the complacent basking in evanescent earthly delights Thereby adorning ourselves with a millstone instead of raiment white as snow reflecting the effulgence of God's glory
ΣΟΦΙΑ ΚΙΟΡΟΓΛΟΥ 
Lovely combination of words and pics
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Oh thank you so much Derrick. This is greatly appreciated. God bless you my friend
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Wow, love the image you paint in the first stanza of sinning with the eyes…and yes, we do become complacent…gorgeous words and images, my friend!
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Thank you my friend and I am humbled by your lovely comment . I am so glad you like the poem, my friend. It means a lot to me.
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You are welcome, Sofia. It is my pleasure to read your work, always 🙂
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Reblogged this on ΙΟΠΠΗ – יָפָה – Yaffa.
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