Given the choice to awake out of sleep
Just prayed to the Lord my soul to keep
Will I gladly answer yes, maybe no, not yet
Where I lay my head, I'm pretty much set
My life flashes before me, got much regrets
Now I'm awake, I can stay in bed
Perhaps pull the covers over my head
Maybe say to myself, "I'll stay here instead"
Or step out, say a prayer, then dress my bed
An unseen hand has touch my mouth
Said it's time, to set me about
To set about the task I have for you
My work in this life only I can do
I can add color, meaning to another's life
Lift up some soul, amidst their strife
Bring joy and warmth where life is cold
By a word of encouragement rightly told
Such gift given to me and all ever lived
Touching lives, while caressing the world
As only I could, you would, if we love, be bold
I am choosen to make this life what it becomes
Each picture of my day, a masterpiece to paint
To live with care, on canvass, better not faint
I had no say, in seeing this one, just responded
My body saying, welcome, I got what it takes
This life with its uncertainties, chaos, tragedies, death
Still one with joys, cheers, excitement, love
My day, my life, I've been beckoned to see unlike many
Says, there is much for me to do
To live out my purpose, my mission, my destiny
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.