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THE REALITY I SEE;

I FEEL.

THAT I UNDERSTAND;

I AM BLESSED TO COMPREHEND-

THE FUTILITY OF EVERY EFFORT;

THAT THE GIFT MIGHT BE

ACCOMPLISHED.

MY EFFORTS ARE

A MATTER OF VANITY.

AS A CHILD STRIVES

TO IMPRESS

WITH A MEANINGFUL ACT

OF IMITATION.

WHAT IS IT THEN

THAT WARMS AND

IS TO THE SPIRIT HONOR.

WHAT IS IT?

WHAT GESTURE SUFFICES,

WHAT EFFORT ACCOMPLISHES;

WITHOUT HOPE OF REWARD.

TO YIELD IS THE RIGHT EFFORT.

TO WHAT PLAN DO I YIELD?

WHAT SATISFIES

MY NEED TO PLEASE

BEFORE THIS DAY IS DONE

AND I ASK;

WHICH DAY HOLDS

THE REALITY I SEE?

I FEEL;

THAT I UNDERSTAND,

I AM BLESSED TO COMPREHEND

THE FUTILITY OF EVERY EFFORT,

THAT THE GIFT MIGHT BE

SIMPLY…

A GIFT

By

Sammie Carter

0424hrs. Thurs. 27January, 2011

~ by Sam373's Blog on February 9, 2016.

Posted in Poetry
Tags: complex reality, Jazz