Our Gifts
Ability to Love,
Is gift from our God.
And when we truly Feel,
It's gift from lady Kindness.
.
When able to Forgive,
Without tracking time.
It's sign of Gentle Soul
And gift from elder Wisdom.
.
To love or not to love.
To feel or not to feel.
Forgive or hold the grudge.
Is choice that we can't dodge.
.
We live to make the choice.
We die when hear the "voice".
We strive to pass the "grade".
We "play" to fool the fate.
.
And still, we live and love.
Thus, most believe in God.
We rise, but only upon fall,
Remembering our soul.
.
The human nature is
Enigma we live with.
For us to recognize,
Sometimes it takes lifetime.
.
But when we use the gifts,
No matter if it fits.
It opens our eyes,
And we can live and fly.
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