Life On Stage Poem by Shalia Robinson

Hand to String...
String to Hand...
Creator to Man...
Following only his demands.

One step forward...
Only to take one step backwards.
Controlled moves...
Ordered operations.

Glancing upward noticing one is not alone.
Moving as he would move.
Until the string connected to the hand was released.
One man's chance to utilize what was taught.
Soon to think in a decisive manner for thyself that they might learn to be independent.

One step forward...
Disregarding the fact one is going to fall
Because one hasn't learned how to walk on their own.
Even though one is never alone.

Collapsing...
Lying thy head on the hard concrete
Arms stretched out in a V-shape.
Eshausted, tired, and confused...
From running trying to find my way.
Racing thoughts of which way to go
Left or Right...
Up or Down...
Or should I follow the sound in the wind?

Listening...
Not being apprehensive
But being confident of what God has spoken over one's life
Despite all the pain and strife of the circumstances

Hand to String...
String to Man...
Man and his creator.