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Here and there - poetry


My eyes opened.
I am still alive;
Living on globe earth.
Though unconscious for many hours;
Unaware of existence,
Unknowing of life,
Incognizant of humanity
Living in a space of void,
Resident of nothingness,
Here, but not here.
There, but not there.

Now, awakened
I know I am here.
Thank you Lord! I guess;
I may choose to be there.
Heard it is less troublesome,
Than here.

But, I agree to here.
Though I am told there is better
And You know I want to be there
With You,
Yet,I thank you for here,
For now.

Here, I am able to hope for there.
Adds denotation to my life here.
You constantly visit me here
And we every now and then talk about there.

You analysis with me my assignment here
That must be complete
Before I can move there.
And you jog your memory me that
Even while I am here,
I get a barely earlier
To there every day.

I admit I do from time to time admiration about
What is going on there
And who is there
But no one who relocates there
Ever re-examine here to tell me.

Well, I am awake and ready
To start my "here" business.
I cannot neglect it
Because what I do here
Determines what I do there

And ??

Which there I go to.

You positioned me in time here,
Even even if You went back to eternity there.
You did not abandon me here.

You speak with me daily
And do not refuse to give your loving-kindness
You cover me with the defense of wisdom
And do not desert me in my struggles
Even as You arrange a place for me

Thank you Lord
For being here and there.

Rev. Saundra L. Washington, D. D. , is an fated clergywoman, communal worker, and Come to grief of AMEN Ministries. http://www. clergyservices4u. org. She is also the biographer of two chocolate table books: Room Beneath the Snow: Poems that Preach and Negative Disturbances: Homilies that Teach. Her new book, Out of Deep Waters: My Grief Management Workbook, will be obtainable soon.

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