IS IT ME?
I can’t get beyond the fog to a place where there are no
more unseen strings that keep me from achieving my highest.
I reach, but I cannot seem to touch.
I look but I can’t seem to focus.
When I try to push beyond my present reality,
there is something that I can’t see and touch that tells
me endlessly that now is all that I will ever be. Is it me?
What is it that tells me that I can do what I don’t know how to do?
Where do I get these notions that I am majestic,
strong and resourceful?
Who plants these seeds of greatness in me, and
stays just beyond my consciousness,
Silently leading me beyond the fog? Is it me?
God resonates in my spirit, I am the voice that
speaks to you in the stillness of the night.
I am the watcher while you sleep and your guide
as you go stumbling through life trying to find
your path; I AM the planter of these seeds of
greatness in you.
Look into your heart and find me there.
I still ponder, what dark forces reside within me
that keep me from thinking, feeling,
And making the right moves so that I can claim
the promises of God?
Sadly I realize, IT IS ME!
Pearlie Jones © Jacksonville, NC
Excerpt from the Performance, Peace in the Midst of the Storm
Cheers,
Dan