lillipadponderings

What lies ahead in darkness there?
What goals and triumphs planned with care,
Reaching and taking dreams untried,
Then turning back unsatisfied.
Wretched man whose searching n’er ends
For something better,life never sends.
Always grasping tomorrow,ever so fast
To realize tomorrow now lies in the past.
For life has dealt you what it deals to all men
Who cast their hopes on a world bruised by sin.
One half reaching forward to temporal things,
One half reaching backward to unfulfilled dreams,
Eyes dim,heart slow, a victim in a snare.
To bring God this offering somehow isn’t fair,
Yet He will accept it, mercy praises be sung.
How much greater the blessing had you done it while young.

1975

I see you on your lofty perch,

Viewing with scorn the masses below;

Mocking, while they do have faith,

No great accomplishment can they show.

While you have steadily risen

And placed your name on the board

Enjoying eagerly all the fine things

This present world can afford.

Yet, you are sad, hollow and empty,

As needy as a begger can be.

With sadness they watch you exalt yourself,

And thru it all they can see.

They see a heart empty and cold,

Devoid of love’s warming touch;

Crippling along down life’s road

Dependent on a self centered crutch.

Pity what pity you’ve climbed so high,

No one can reach you my friend

A tall ladder to a high lonely place

That tempted you to ascend.

So high the air is thinned and chilled;

The song is stilled in your heart;

Come back down the ladder to warmth and friends,

It takes only one step to start.

Once you’ve started it’s easy you’ll find,

To reduce your ego to size.

Tho will shock you to know you reigned on your throne,

Nowhere but in your own eyes.