One's purpose is embedded within spiritual themes
That flow within the streams of humanity's dreams
Some struggle to discern such truths from fallacy
Some endeavor to make their deeds more worthy
Traversing beyond mere physical reach
Some seek inner paths to a spiritual beach
Immersed within themes of ideals pure
Some passionately respond to divinity's lure
As death nears and we think of our deeds of old
As each cherished life force we gratefully behold
As heart sighs and spirit soars -- becoming truly free
Will our deeds be deemed -- to have been -- worthy?
Copyright © 2009 by Gwen Dickerson
All Rights Reserved.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
"...inner paths to a spiritual beach..." is the essence and heart of this poem for me. This is eloquent and beautiful.
John
Be always safe,
Karen
Regis
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Sadly, the massacres and pillages weren't included in the good deeds.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.