Unfinished Poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd

Unfinished

Rating: 3.5


Unfinished is the fine tuning of me,
as I perform in this human drama,
which is covered by a spiritual mystery.

Participating without a script,
I’m stumbling forward in a lifelong excursion,
although I’m not fully equipped.

In this paradise, that’s known as Earth,
I’m a curious child of wonderment
and working towards my supernatural rebirth.

Despite my growth of understanding,
I will always be an adolescent boy of His –
Forever dependent on God (while I’m here living) .

Unfinished is the beauty of my tapestry
until I can achieve the final conclusion
that is… Permanently me.

Thursday, February 15, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lawrence S. Pertillar 15 February 2007

Yes, Joe, both 'works' do parallel. What a coincidence. Hmmm. Nice work! Very nice, indeed. L

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