Here, there and everywhere around
I feel and hear His presence resound
Do I kneel in prayer and pretend to offer
Endless entreaties in mindless chatter?
Or do I rededicate my thoughts and deeds
To matters more meaningful and proceed
To continue with chores as mundane
Or do I opt for some worthwhile change.
The past is no longer with me to amend and shift
The present, is truant, and seemingly adrift
Future is as mysteriously bleak and unknown
Rendering life’s pace torrid and out of control.
As life’s paths seem so awfully daunting
At each step, so uncertain and challenging,
Acts and deeds unthought-of, yet to transpire
Of spontaneous feelings and limitless desire.
So where, oh where I ought to remain
In past, the present or in future’s domain,
All are bleak enough for me to gauge
In terms real and, in reality disengage