I am not wise or smart enough to offer solutions to the complexities of life.
Neither have I lived long enough to understand the intricacies of life’s numerous wonders,
Ever unfolding through the corridors of time and space.
One day it’s me, the next it’s you, like a game of chess within the circle of life,
Giving way to the beauties array, from a baby’s cry to the sweet fragrance of daffodils,
One evoking the senses, while the other soothes it
Although separate, yet together each giving rise to its whole,
It’s for us to touch, taste, feel, and see the gifts of it all.
Which lies within you and lies within me, captured at our first given breath, we casually call life;
Even though it may be hard at times, it’s ours to have paid with a price by His omnipotence called “God.”
By
Marjorie Delores
