Who am I?
I am my Father’s great creation and I smile ever so softly,
I am God’s child with a heart of gold that shines ever so brightly.
At least I try to shine most of the time.
Look at me, I am imperfect, yet my existence was perfected by God.
I am one of his great works of art, just like you,
Do I serve my purpose? Well, I certainly try to. Do you?
I believe my purpose is to light up a room of dimmed hearts,
He carefully constructs our very being, each and every part.
Our minds, our bodies, and our spirits,
I try to listen when he speaks but sometimes I can’t hear it.
He sustains me and keeps me humble and grounded,
But sometimes I lose my way and just become dumbfounded.
At the loving way he puts things back into perspective for me,
I believe God wants me to be all that I can be.
It is up to me to let him lead the way and then do my part,
Because as I said, I believe my purpose is to light up a room of dimmed hearts.
Who are you?
Just something to think about…
Ps. This attempt at writing a poem was inspired by a stranger I met in passing who said that a poem can say anything you want it to say. It doesn’t have to rhyme, but it can if you want it to, its totally up to you. What’s important is that you write it from your heart. That’s what makes a poem a poem.