And Many More

Not one more year
Just one more day
One more day of being
Inconsistenly
Consistent

Not one more smile
Just one more mask
One more mask that hides
Truthful
Deceit

How have I changed
If at all stayed the same
From a calendar ago
To now
Since then?

What is the use
Of this vicious cycle
That leaves in its wake
Wisdom and
Wrinkles?

Not one more year
Just three hundred sixty-five
Days of memory
Filled
Blocked

Not one more smile
Just one more tear
Hidden and brushed away
Moving
On

How will I change
If not stay the same?
I pray it won't be so
Only
Grow

What use will I be
In the cycle of other's lives
Will I gain from them
Wisdom
Wrinkles?

Not one more year
Just one more day
One more day
Filled with
Praise




As I reflect on this year, the trials and triumphs, I realize that I need to give God praise until there is no longer breath in my body; even then I will praise Him with the angels! My prayer for this year is that my life will be worthy of the calling that I've received.

Ephesians 4:1-6 (NIV)
1As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. 2Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. 3Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. 4There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to one hope when you were called— 5one Lord, one faith, one baptism; 6one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.