To be expected

John 9:19-20  New English Translation

19 They asked the parents, “Is this your son, whom you say was born blind? Then how does he now see?” 20 So his parents replied, “We know that this is our son and that he was born blind.

 

To be expected

 

How can someone call, in a disagreement, everyone evil?

Is it because you’re the only righteous one in a world gone wrong?

As now you have to prove it and also suffer through it

With your excuse, “I love everyone” when the culprit is long-gone

 

You won’t even notice the guile in this, as no one is left to prove this.

Today is here, and its dark imagination will lead far away from the truth

So it will be, for this is what I feel, as my past has made me move it

And in what I left behind, I can indeed prove I’m searching for a clue

 

Before I entered the temporal, I resided with Him in the Eternal

I never was an entity that just happened, but one with a purpose

So before time began, my life was prepared and not accidental

So maybe each in humanity is deeper than appears on the surface

 

Did I originate in nowhere or appear in time and space by will?

I know there is a time to reason and a time to sit and quietly listen

A voice from deep within whispers constantly for us to be still

It gets often lost in the turmoil of the day till the evening glistens

 

A life lived without direction sliding through a time-frame

It looks pretty unusual and unrecognized as an opportunity

The whisper of our Maker and the motivation by His Name

Was ignored by many throughout the ages to become a fatality

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me
My country
Our world

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