There Is a Reason

There’s a reason.
Fumbling hands seek.
Wary eyes search for…
Something to marvel.
There’s a reason.
Broken men chase freedom;
Perfection lies unattainable.
There’s a reason.
Humanity calls to the sky,
Begging confidence of the air
Beneath metal wings.
                …Clever fools.
Under the weight of it all,
Something is bound to break.
And yet,
There’s a reason for it all.
The strength of man is tested,
Through adversity…
Through humility…
Through sickness,
And the illusion of greatness.
Purpose lies quietly
At the door of the meek.
Waiting for a true heart
To capture it.
There is a reason.
-James Kelley 2012©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Tacito Avatar
January 14, 2014 at 5:46 PM
A reason, season, lifetime...so many tests are presented in a singular moment. Deeply stated.
Kelley Avatar
January 16, 2014 at 9:11 PM
you asssssss
Kelley Avatar
January 14, 2014 at 5:50 PM
thanks brother
Tacito Avatar
January 14, 2014 at 5:50 PM
You're welcome, Sister.
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