The Reason

In an almost unbearable burst of enlightened thought A moment of crystal clarity, and unity of mind and soul I find myself here, at this spot, at this time And ask, what we all boon to ask The question all must ask of them-selves to become whole Why There must be a reason, a plan, some greater command Some guiding force weaving the threads of the tapestry of my life The potter’s hand that has shaped me for a purpose that I am to serve Some finite goal not shared, but there regardless Awaiting the day when I’m truly prepared And I am here Marching back through my memories and lessons I can now see the pattern emerging The trials put before me to build my strength and character Loves filling my very soul to build my compassion Losses to embed my understanding and insight The long, slow awakening of that who I am today And now, in rapturous and joyful discovery The answer is at long last found within The simplicity and propriety of the solution In its self, yet another of that guiding hands special wonders All the pain and anguish of the long hard years recede in importance As the reason becomes so clear I am here to be your friend