Being Likely.... Poem by MBJ Pancras

The road is broad, yet with ups and downs to walk on.
Life hath its own privileges, yet with windows in and out,
The fish rules the waters, but aware of their predators,
Meadows look for heavenly showers to sustain,
And permit the sheep play on pastures.
The day was created with the sun,
And the night was made with the moon,
And she shares the night with the stars.
Apples grown in orchards, and mangoes in groves,
And each of the species hath its features uniquely,
For life on earth is predestined with the hope of being likely….
The truth of life on earth is distinctively hidden,
Yet one hath to know the truth for being likely….
The road seems narrow, and one shouldn't shut oneself.
Storms, tears, plagues, betrayals, failures may carry us,
Yet, amidst, let's carry the torch of being likely….
Words and advice can be told, but deeds and observance might not be easy.
You may have music, may have vents to spread your talents,
But more than these there is ONE WHO quickens thy spirit and soul,
And He alone can make thee all being likely….
….And being likely….excels the state of death.
So being likely….toward Eternity is the Truth for all.