Awake and Disgruntled


 

I’m training for a job I know nothing about.

How can I prepare without knowing the work?

Arete, a virtue, to know the goal.

Don’t do this, tend toward this, go here and live.

What is the point of it all?

They don’t tell you; I think they forget to.

I need an Epiphany.

An overwhelming beautiful explanation from a beautiful person

To tell me why I was chosen for this.

 

 

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I wonder…


Why is it
That I am more familiar
With the sound of a rainstick
Than the rain?

Why is it
That I am more familiar
With the sounds of a water fountain
Than a waterfall?

Why is it
That I am more familiar
With the sound of a seagull’s cry
Than an orphan’s cry?

Why is it
That I am more familiar
With the religion of the church
Than God?

Not-So-Childish Worries


You get to be you!

How amazing is that?

Now don’t be so blue;

Let’s have a chitchat.

 

You think,

“I’m not special.

I’m not pretty

Or very smart.

 

“I’m not strong

Or super cool.

I don’t belong.

They just ridicule.”

 

Child, don’t fret.

You don’t know what you bring.

Don’t you forget

Our King of all kings.

 

He thinks you’re great,

Just super, in fact!

He loves you first-rate,

With all you intact.

 

You can smile and laugh

And enjoy life’s delights;

You can live and love,

All to new heights!

 

You love.

And that is the biggest

Blessing

Of all.