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Rated: E · Poetry · Inspirational · #745268
Reflections on life's successes and failures, laying them all at the feet of the Lord.
SOMETIMES



Sometimes I feel I have done all
That in my youth I had begun.
I feel like resting contented
For a task that’s sincerely done.

But then I think I could have done
Better with more of diligence;
I could have achieved a bit more
With more courage and confidence.

Sometimes I think of the failures
I often did experience;
When life itself was a burden,
And, mental frost, a consequence.

But my duty only I did,
Not doing which would be a sin;
Unmindful of the uphill task,
Undeterred if I lose or win.

But then a thought dawns on me that
In fact, I have done not a thing.
I have been just an instrument.
By myself, I could do nothing.

My successes and my failures
Are apparent, unimportant.
They were His bidding and I was
Simply his humble instrument.


* Written in abcb, 8-8-8-8 format

M C Gupta
3 September 2003


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