Why Are We Here
Nostalgic angst…
keeps on gripping my soul
while apprehended by the question:
"Why are we here?"
Yes, I confess that my soul repents
for wasted opportunities and chances I missed
toward functional learning
along healthy vibrant well-being...
Yet flash back scenes
eventually make themselves vivid
while presenting significant persons
though I neglected, but have helped shape
my personhood to become who am I today...
Throwback episodes
now linger while my heart strives
to be conquered with joyful reminiscences
each striving to a show a precious memento
that I am here for a purpose: to be a blessing to others...
Reflecting on catching up-pursuits
I must move on triumphantly
as faith* in the Lord empowers me
for meaningful ministerial path of reaching-out
marked by great encounters beyond mere survival.
*Romans 5:1 “Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
August 12, 2023
1st place, "Why are we here" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged 8/20/2023
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2023
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