The Clock

The clock of life is wound but once,
    And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
     At late or early hour.

To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,
     To lose one's health is more.
To lose one's soul is such a loss
     That no one can restore.
              -Auther unknown

"For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?"  Matthew 16:26