Seeker of Knowledge
Knowledge, is a new key for me and a lady so dear.
We both, not too distant past, away from trouble had to steer.
To learn from our travails, we agreed to increase knowledge.
Letting God be the one who gives us the right tutelage.
But, the question is, just what God wants us to understand.
For many, many religions claim their exclusive inside brand.
After listening to them all, a wise man of Islam brings me new data so I can grow.
He suggested to pray to God for increased knowledge if life is going to flow.
For God, the creator, is the way.
And, there is nothing else to say.
Lo and behold, new knowledge flows into my arms.
New skills and abilities, improving all the time more valuable than alms.
This was the answer my lady friend and I suspected, shortly after we met.
And, upon this route we did, our lives set.
I now understand, no matter what religion pointing to the creator, you follow.
We all pray to the very same God, for which every man is a fellow.
Copyright © James Ray Morris | Year Posted 2010
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