Poetry

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He inspires in diverse ways…
And always to heed to Him it pays.
Though circumstances may not always be comprehended,
For a definite purpose they’re surely intended.
You question, you search, you wonder why…
A restless bird, no perch, you seek low and high.
Then presto! You have it, the tangle’s undone,
You see through the dark clouds to the rays of the Sun.
With renewed energy, you’re ready to soar,
With a purpose concrete, new bounds to explore…

And oh, the exploration isn’t facile…
Turbulent winds you encounter make you shudder and scream.
You question, you search, you wonder why…
A regression? Impossible! Your goal is the sky.
A focus, a purpose, a new aim in life…
The left-behind past was but meaningless strife.
Inner investigation brings out an immense, latent treasure--
Gifts from Above, until exploited, can never bring you or others pleasure.
You realize you’re beautifully, wonderfully made,
And, it’s in your power, the bounteous earth, to nurture, to serenade.

Copyright © Stacey-Anne Bistak

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