Contemplation
August 27, 2008Contemplation
As I sit upon the porch and watch the bushes wrestle with the wind
I ponder the prospects of my future
In looking up at the stars in the darkest of night skies
I hope and pray for something grander
Into the night I beckon an answer
One that is clear and true
In a moment I will really know
What I am suppose to do
But what if it never comes
Will I be sitting here forever?
As time passes me by
Missing all of life’s splendor
Copyright © 2008 RNLH
