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Will I ever know?

How will I ever know

the difference between each?

The good, bad, better or worse

Life has taught me best of these

 

How will I ever know

the value of various paths?

Untill I tread along them

I'll never be able to explore the realms

 

How will I ever know

the sweet bitter taste of happiness and sorrow?

Till I take the adventures of life

Unlocking the truths won't be easy

 

How will I ever know

the different shades of love, hate and peace?

Inorder to go through the emotional tornadoes

I need to live a life socialising seriously, but wisely

 

How will I ever know

the best time from the worst?

So I patiently await for hours to unclock

Letting what's approaching and what's disappearing 

 

How will I ever know

when to start, pause or stop?

So let it all play at its own speed

Divine hands will pause, stop and end when it's necessary 

 

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keith jeffries

Fri 21st Jan 2022 09:23

The past is something we can do little about. The present we have limited control over but the future is not in our hands because in it is the mystery of life. We cannot determine the future so we must trust in the one who has control over it. He will steer the course, guide and protect as you journey forward. This is for certain..
A poem often heard as a prayer. At the out break of World War two when the future was foreboding the King spoke to the nation and said, "Put your hand into the hand of God". I have always thoughts those words contained such good advice.
A poem of sincere enquiry.
Thank you for this
Keith

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