The Future
Man plans but God laughs,
The future is unpredictable
with no particular draft or
outcome, sometimes life
rambles on and on,
not really making a point,
Our lives may change,
yet, somehow things remain
the same, until divine intervention
occurs, and we are thrust into
our destiny,
Our sense and purpose suddenly
comes alive, and then we realize
that we spent our whole lives
training for the right moment,
God never meant for our Success to
be sudden, but a gradual attainment.
Copyright © Margeret Bailey | Year Posted 2011
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