In Your Goodness Poem by RIC BASTASA

you sit alone on your lonely throne
the kingdom that they do not see
inside the castle of your virtues
you are silent
on another weary day
the good deeds you have done
the charity of your touch
and sharing of your soul
your working hands
the ideals in your mind

somehow in your humanity
you begin to ask
what do you get in return?
you do not want to say it
you refuse to think
about this capacity
this choice for goodness
there is no waiting for
honor and glory
nothing in return

you have done what it takes
to be good and kind
and humble and meek
and forgiving

you are alone
you are rare
you sit in this throne of
loneliness
in the secret castle
of your virtues

in the midst of silence however
you hear the dance of small feet

it is your heart
still jumping of joy
in your tiredness
you almost miss hearing
the sounds of small joys
the dance of life
inside you

you sleep soundly
after a prayer tonight
tomorrow you still have
other good things to do
for the greater glory of God
thru man in his poverty
and his wretchedness.