I woke up thankful Did my lavabos Went to the kitchen Find a waiting daughter Ask, how are you doing Medium was the answer Like you are here but don’t know why Yes, she answered I think that’s better than being here And knowing why The unknown may be exciting Anticipation increases adrenaline Finding our truth is rewarding Living our truth is outstanding We have everything, but nothing Have food, but are hungry Health, but we are ill We search for what is missing Do not know where to look Begin to blame, taking no responsibility We become frustrated when we find ourselves In an unfamiliar forest, having no clue Whether danger lurks or if we are safe We pledge to turn our lives around as Soon as we can find our way We know we are nothing, in spite of Being something to others Our true self is becoming apparent We will be followers and not just fans Will drop our excuses and seek Yes, seek out the authentic fisherman Following in His footsteps we find peace Opportunity glares at us from all directions We are willing and do proceed Knowing now why we are here Sunday mornings are so good Stanski January 26, 2020 ^
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Steve Haarman 