"Perfect"A Poem by Valentine"Perfect" All is perfect!
That bothers me,
Is something wrong...
That I cannot see?
Am I too blind,
To really see life;
Aren't I to know...
Heartache and strife?
Yet...all is perfect,
All life is bliss;
Filled with more than plenty,
Nothing is missed.
How can that be?
Where is the gain?
I hear people cry out,
In heartache and pain...
Yet, all here is perfect.
Perhaps I do not need much.
All needs are supplied,
By a Heavenly touch.
Could it just be...
That my needs are so small;
That Christ in His mercy,
Gave me it all?
If your life is not perfect,
And that should bother you;
Perhaps what is wrong...
Is that your needs are not few.
You may just long...
For what God cannot give,
So are left to hunger,
For as long as you live!
"The worlds most satisfied man,
Is he that is happy
In what ever state or circumstance
He is found...with God in his heart!"
Valentine
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