I Press Towards The Mark Poem by Jeanette Telusma

Day in and day out I press toward the mark.
The mark which God has placed before me.
It is this mark that propels me to keep moving forward.
I'm elated to know this mark beckons me on.
Thank God for the mark, it keeps me focused.

Day in and day out I am obligated to get up, go and be.
I am a woman of purpose and destiny but...
At times I must say, I have to stop and smell the roses.
Oh the smell of sweet fragrance. So worth the stop.
It is within these stops that I get rejuvenated.

I press and press to reach the finish line.
The prize is clear before my eyes.
In this I find the strength to press on.
In this I find the strength to leave what's behind.
Day in and day out I press toward the mark.