Supporting Players Poems | Examples

Capable Mind and Hands

I am not a Looker-backer – 
forward projection mostly
my way; in fact, often 
choosing the path of strongest
resistance, leaning into a
Head-wind, till so far inclined
my angle, faith is all that is
left me – I am still here – 

Egotistical fools believing
that one is Lord Alone
of his or her destiny, instead of 
being all supporting players
in a drama far greater than that 
of mortal imagination...

I guess, I am back to Faith~ I mean,
wondering how each of us came into
being, seems an achievement with none
other than a miraculous answer (Oh, I know 
the Touchy-feely mechanics involved) (and 
of those Living-words, though spoken by God 
transcribed by men with far less acute hearing)
 – So, I will leave concerns of my 
After Parting, in what I see as the capable
mind and hands, those same ones, that first
thought me
worthy enough 
of creation.