Our life runs a planned course in time,
In fact it's almost like a rhyme,
Although it's hard for us at times to imagine or envision,
How God controls what life's song we'll be singin',
There are times we are the ones who decide to go against this flow;
That causes the rhythm & rhyme to just up & go,
The act of making love also has a certain rhythm once set in motion,
Like the ebbing & flowing of the tides in an ocean,
Sometimes our life flows smoothly on it's own, like a river running out to sea,
And then we have rough & troubled times that just won't let us be,
But if we hold onto our faith we'll no longer feel oh! so blue;
And if we remember those worries will soon pass for us to sail on through;
Where we can once again have joy in our lives with a song in our heart,
Knowing God will always be there for us - never to depart.
Ravensong
Sept.21/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem