by jennie joy
Life’s much simpler than it seems
Beyond all these world changing schemes
We strive to reach outside our sphere
When first of all God placed us here
If my body all gave way
And I was left to just decay
Would my skills and knowledge finely honed
Matter at all to dear ones at home?
Kindness – gratitude – gentle words
May this be how my voice is heard
May grace, joy, hope, and peace
Be the gifts that I release
And if my reach ever reaches beyond
The simple things will carry on
So here or there or wherever I go
May truth always ground me, sheathed in love
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