Extracted from eternity to a place in time
I'm here, along with me, something I hear
My essence in innocence must I share
Hearts await with bated breath; everywhere
Tempted am I, I ask myself, who will care
Who's here, that truly cares what I hear
Though so rare, I was placed to share
While unique, only mine, a presence in my time
My burden to bear, my purpose to share
Unlike that of anyone, all the while I'm here
A world waits, my order, my social media
As I tick, talk, walk, as I spend my time
A manifestation of what's truly mine
An offering I share, bringing what I bear
A world so social, needing each other
A bond so common, never can sever
For though what I offer is forged in time
The tip of my lip to the tips of my toes
It's here with me wherever I go
In my lifetime it will be felt where I'll never see
Visit places only imagined, can never be
While in one body locked in space of time
A presence, a following, an audience
Like that spirit that spoke and it was done
Commanded and all stood fast, took notice
As much of this world would do
A presence in me, same as in you
In all hearts we crave, to be what we're not
Hoping that beholding, change comes
While the world's my stage to slide across
Tap dance into hearts, while singing my songs
Playing music from a score, for all to adore
Atop pinnacles of power affect lives every hour
Finally realized, that I too can have a dream
It's hard when no one sees while I'm going up
I too can get to the mountain top and look over
Can take someone by the hand to that land
Encourage such a one; yes you can
As I seek to know from whence I came
My quest to find life's true meaning
Asking questions again and again
Ever learning, yearning for fullness of truth
Truth of who I am, my purpose for being here
What I bear that's rare or who would truly care
My dear, fellow traveller if the social order
That cannot be contained
Be allowed to spill over, thus affect a world
Visit places I will never see, nor can be
Heard of others, wished I'll be, calling for me
While souls of like passions living here
That I will never come to know
Breathing the same air, having the same needs
Desires to be loved, accepted, appreciated
Will look at me and longed to be just as
While all who've ever lived are in their graves
Once occupied this space, this sense of time
I've read their stories, philosophies, sage advice
Would've loved to share it alongside them
Yet I look to Another Who lived like no other
A presence unlike all to unlock the grave
Whom all nature took notice, bowed in worship
While men of a higher order chose to ignore
Implore for a sign of something more
Forged by time, while short for all, as mine
The world may know that I was here
If given a moment to look, not given to care
Would leave us a treasure forged by pressure From all that was against, That which was love
I too, have to produce it amidst life's pressure
As what's formed within goes from that shared in this life
To what's prepared for that yet to come
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.