When I breath my last and my soul sores through the fabric of reality, time and space,
Upon my accent to eternal life and my final judgment,
As I stand on the pedestal of creation and the lord looks unto me,
And says “WHO ARE YOU?”.
My reply will be this……
"Lord you ask a very interesting question",
My answer will be “Lord, For if you who sees all and hears the very whispers of life,
If you who are present in all past, present and future from beginning to the end,
And if you our creator of all that we perceive, with your infinite knowledge of which
You use to judge me on this, The very day of my reckoning, Do not know who I am,
Then how can I, A mere extract of human flesh freshly born of my soul possibly
Fathom the answer to the question you ask?”
“But… Lord the solution to your question is but very simple,
For if you come and walk with me though eternity as you have through life
And talk of knowledge and wisdom,
And before you rest this very night, pick up the book of my life and read,
For inside the very pages of my tears, my laughter, pain, sorrow, love and joy,
You Lord will find the answers to which you seek.”
Then when my time comes and I am to be judged, And you bellow the words,
“WHO ARE YOU?”,
I will reply, “ My Lord, You who have walked across eternity with me,
You who have not only walked my life but have read the very pages as well,
You who have felt my love, witnessed my wrongs, laughed with my joy and you
Who has cried at my pain, I ask this simple question,
My Lord, In YOUR eyes….
Who Am I ?”.
This poem is dedicated to two very good friends of mine, Paul & Liz,
For without them this poem would not be here today,
Thank you for the inspiration.