![]() Step into your path...A Poem by Mgfos2I saw before the path that I should walk and I was scared I saw the depths of the ocean and I hesitated I was comfortable with the shores where I stood and retreated when waves threatnened to pull me under I was comfortable, but I was afraid of the water I was scared of the infinite depths that I beheld The surface reflected me in its clear gaze Yet I knew that it would be dreadful to fall into the abyss And not know what up is from down I was comfortable, but I was afraid I was comfortable, but I am not content I was comfortable, but I was not happy Surely there was more for me out there than this beach The roads alongside the beach was no place for me There water came in limited supply and I did not crave to buy life No, but I craved the source of infinite depths and rivers of fresh water in the ocean And it was free, but they said that it doesn't exist So I stayed safe, but I was not happy I couldn't deny that the ocean and I are one and it was waiting for me to return The rivers called my name from deep inside the belly of the ocean and could not deny this call It pulled me, drew me closer with each wave crashing towards the shore from where I was at But if I beckoned down this path I would dissappear from those who love me For many were not willing to go on this dive for me, for it was foolishness to them It was already enough that my time was allocated at the shore of the beaches All these beaches I've been to leading up to the same ocean calling me in I wanted to go in, but.... I was afraid, I no longer wished to dive in my feet wet and with sand was enough embarrassment to those who asked me where I've been But I am not a man that can deny forever, and I am not a child that should stop believing I must run headfirst and plunge my body deep into this ocean If I drown.... is not a mistake, it is my destiny I shall be filled with and consumed by this body and I am remebered no longer BUT!!! I have been remembered I am not forgotten I drift purposefully to my place and I beheld the rivers from which I was to have inside of me running out of my belly Down to the very depths of my soul, in the heart of my God, and in the life of a believer © 2011 Mgfos2 |
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