Treasure Island

Joseph James Breunig 3rd

(Bangor, Maine (USA))

Poem/Song: Seeing Clearly?


Am I living from a place of
blind fear or abundant love?
What messages are coming through-
from the endless Kingdom above?

Daily I endeavor to live,
the life I have imagined;
will my dreams be realized?
Will my future be fashioned?

Is my faith more than
an illusional contrivance?
What am I doing wrong,
since I’m wanting guidance?

The infinity of my soul
continues to slowly unfold;
will the value of my being,
be weighed as purified gold?

Bridge
Am I afraid of failure or
the possibilities of success?
Can I overcome the fear
of not passing Life’s test?

Tapestries of my life are
based on choices I’ve made;
yet successes only occurred-
after taking time to pray.

Chorus
I desire quantum moments
that give meaning to me;
what else can I really do,
so I may now… clearly see?





Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
On a Dr. Wayne Dyer program called: ‘I Can See Clearly Now’.


By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
author/poet, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory

Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 20, 2014

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