A Life Lived

A Life Lived

 

Not long ago in my innocence

When as I laughed and played

Life as it was lived, was oh, such fun

Fun in the sun as I played with everyone

My being here, came on the scene

Just knew that I came, had a name

Loved to play here, game after game

Such was a time for me, so free

 

Such abandonment, without a care

Shows itself with me everywhere

Can you hear laughter that filled the air 

Not knowing how I came to be 

A spirit controlled me, guiding in my innocence

Protecting, even when I didn't know

Hands would lead me in safe paths

Even when I venture out knowing not where I go

Dare would I to reason, such childlike restlessness mixed with folly

Bearing fruit in my youth, my innocent jolly

 

As reason matured as all else with time

How blessed am I to have you as mine

Can't live without you, because of you I came

Planted in a womb from your thought 

Fashioned with care to be molded into this

In you my being moved and took shape

How can I escape such love and care

Your presence in me, without, is everywhere

 

Soon my heart despair to see much change here

The nature of time taking its toll

A body of clay, once fashioned from earth

Where I returned, despite reason, status

Into wealth or poverty whence I was born

In me a clock ticks, my body knows it

It lives towards it, it dies, prepares me for it

From this life, one day to be torn

 

Grown now I am, did I follow the plan

Destined for me, choice given making me free

No sooner lived, it's ready to be laid down

Too soon, some I knew, gone too soon

Just as I didn't know and had no part 

Once again when laid down, will be as from the start

Oh how I wished forever to be here

Yet a voice reminds me from yonder there

A better life than this one lived

Awaits, it beckons me to come

Come and live forever here

 

It will be well when this is laid down 

For I didn't put it together before

Must not this awareness give me comfort 

A greater than I knows what's best

With joyful obedience I follow along

That not long from now I will find rest

Rest in thee, to be again, more beautiful

Having that so glorious, eyes have not seen

Ears have not heard, waiting to be bestowed  

 

I will know what it is in the sweet by and by

It will be a life, can't wait to be lived

 

Related Topics
Life, Mortality, Reflective, Melancholy

Chris G Peters

Poet

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.