It may be
That the moment we cease to know what else to do,
We have arrived at our true task
And that the moment we know not which path to take,
We have arrived at our actual journey
The mind that knows no perplex is never employed
The body that is comfortable is a lazy one
The spirit that is completely at rest is dead
The soul that seems too familiar is done being searched
It may be
That the veil that covers the hidden beauty of the world
Has not yet been lifted
And that, the new beauty we are yet to see
Lies in each and everyone of us
It may be
That until the Master says it’s done,
It is our sole duty to uncover what has not yet been discovered
He gives us each and every morning, a fresh start
And He assures us each and every moment that He is with us
It may be
That it is so
That it is according to His plan
And that it may be just right
That we offer each and everyday,
Something new with our gifts and blessings
Because He calls us His own,
And He has made us the light of the world!
Poem by Trudy-Elsie
Time: August 08 2012 @ 1:08am
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