Conductor
I've always been told to let go and let God
Which is faith driven and challenging.
As an imperfect human, I will admit that I still sometimes, do not.
Today, I heard a wise man say
Music is noise submitted to rules
Life can be organized noise or an unorganized tormenting tune when you forget the main tool
And you take the baton to position yourself the lead, conducting fool
Calling out parts that were not assigned by you, speeding thoughtlessly without pace
Making a mockery of the job that wasn’t yours to take
While begging for forgiveness for your soul, God to lead and take
As you were supposed to be sitting first seat
Playing notes and chords specifically assigned to all youse and me purposefully
Directed with specificity
Far from a thief of the conductors role, you play thoughtlessly
Taking control where expectations equal unrealistic goals a human can’t meet, nor has one to date
As miracles are dreams, humans can’t unfold or make
So miraculous wonders will never be recorded and told for ears to take
We should look up for guidance
Make every note count, tune in for correction for without guidance our souls are wandering all about
Stop trying to play his part, as GOD is not who flesh beings are
Lack of structure and a conductor is unorganized noise
Everything with a purpose has flow and poise
It's this unearthly rhythm led by a holy beat
Let Him be the one to guide and supply the instruments to your orchestra of life and romantic keyboard keys.
Copyright © Sierra Mazzucca | Year Posted 2025
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