Dedicated to the human face

Along life's dim lit pathway, 
left to chance or left to choice,
we always hear one calling,
saying, listen to my voice...

Throughout the time we spend here,
we're doomed to join the chase,
but climbing out, we look about,
and move on to another case.

The sun shone warm upon us,
in the days we left behind,
but the newness of life they gave us,
gave also the "cure" when we're blind.

To write another chapter,
in every story line,
The sentiment that trapped her,
musn't be the lonely kind.

Forge ahead and make new progress,
for you'll never change the pace,
Unless you untie the hands that hold,
The head of the human face.

This initial step shall show us,
wherein lies the compass we need
to find a new direction,
On which our egoes, too, may feed.

A partner is a positive
in prayer and in Grace,
But never let your own heart stray,
from the art of the human face.


For we're not as trapped as mice here,
along the shores of life,
They have cats to pounce on them,
but we have lessons from strife.

The lesson we learn can free us,
to reach each and every base,
The son of a gun can hit a home run,
but still value the human face.

Tags: rhyme, faith, deep, hope,