My Wants And My Needs

 I might Want a new dress,

but I don't Need a new dress.

My wants are my desires and

my needs feed from hunger.

The Scriptures declared, 

 my Needs be supplied..

So I separate with rejoicing

the carnal side of me.

Time is not my friend

and it beckons and flees..

There is no end of vanity,

so I let go of what has bound me.

In a prison of greed, 

for the things of this world..

Better is my constant,

in the things beyond the sky.