I Am Life
Sometimes life can be just like persimmons
Tasted before the arrival of first frost.
Sometimes its like a never ending contest
That you enter, time again,but once more lost.
Sometimes it'll leave you feeling you're leftover
Just a faceless person with no niche to fill.
Sometimes it shows you just enough flat ground
To keep you trudging on toward that next hill.
Some days it'll tell you that you're the greatest
Then later on as a doormat will others see?
But it always leaves you mindful of one thing
It's just a prelude for the life that's yet to be.
Sometimes its like a river flowing wild and free
That carries with it no great unlocked riddle.
Just never let the daily events cloud your vision
Stay focused on the Cross found in the middle.