In Drydock Now -- Choices Made
Everything's foretold; yet free will's given
We choose our futures; they do not choose us
The Greeks thought the world to be Fate-driven
Not so! Every man drives Destiny's bus
God gives us the tools with which to serve Him
Eyes to see... Ears to hear... A tongue to talk
We can choose to use them--- or abuse them
Whether or not in His Ways we will walk
The world of Nature holds no such choices
Tree limbs stretch skyward; flowers open wide
God gave humankind opinions, voices
Blank faces, where bitter resentments hide
Once, cast I my bread upon Life's waters
~ My ship has come in; the verdict totters
Picture # 3 - "Your Own Title"
'Choices' Poetry Contest'
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
May 15, 2019
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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