The Goal Poem by Rita Umali

i was riding in a car
along the south super highway
ahead was a long winding road

i passed some trees
rice fields and fences
i asked the Lord
how long is this road?

i kept on running the race
some i left behind
some were ahead of me
still i haven't reached its end

the road continued winding
life went on
the sun sits on its throne
air caressed my shin gently
i went on the road

i asked the Lord
how long am i going to run
the race

then the clouds darkened
rain poured out from heaven
mud formed in the fields
ponds with coffee colors
spread out

how long it will take me Lord
to reach my goal
to be in your arms

then the road stopped
i saw beauty around me
tall trees stand mightily
so proud yet gentle

children played boisterously
unmindful of the running time
the hills rolledcreeks flowed clear as crystal

i asked the Lord
is your kingdom as beautiful as this
no, my child
nothing can surpass
the beauty
of my Kingdom
once you die first

death will bring life
and my road continued winding
becoming steeper, rough and dark
everyday i die
yet i went on
there is a beautiful goal
ahead of me
the KINGDOM of GOD