WHO I AM

WHO I AM

On a slide, under the microscope,

tissue says I am bone and flesh and blood.

My swift life propelled by a pulsing heart,

legs to walk me down paths that lead somewhere;

two eyes that see and too long had been blind

to what really matters in this meantime world.

Both of my faces played out accordingly:

opportune smiles, the look of malcontent.

A seeker of truth rummaging the wrong

treasures, I sought silver and gold, bright stones,

all false measures that mislead pilgrim souls.

One day in prayer I heard His voice reveal

to me how to live a life a child of God,

repent of sin, amend the wrongs I’d done,

love the Creator, Redeemer, Giver of life,

wear the armor, battle the demons.

The new road I walk leads to Heaven.

One day I’ll lay aside this shell for glory.

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