Life’s Purpose
He remained on purpose
Even as he scuffled about
performing life’s little errands
His life’s purpose
ever reigned…
Wrinkles
I discovered long ago
that my weaknesses
and wrinkles in my life,
my shadows, if you will,
are the challenges
toward glory —
The purpose of my path…
So, I’m loving all my wrinkles
nowadays, embracing my fears
as I dance with sweet abandon —
Surrender to the light
Dependable Sun
I’m so glad the sun is not fickle
He doesn’t take a moment to contemplate
Gee, should I shine today?
There’s no doubt of self purpose there
Do I deserve to burn with a passion for life?
For on sunny days, I love to let my bones warm,
soaking up the warm rays
and when the clouds take over
from my humble perspective anyway
I know in those same bones that I can trust
the sun is there shining
even behind those clouds
