Satisfaction

Ecclesiastes 7:2 New English Translation (NET Bible)

It is better to go to a funeral than a feast.
For death is the destiny of every person,
and the living should take this to heart.

 

Here I go again ... spirit, soul and body

Walking hand in hand toward my destiny

It is so amazing that my flesh does all the talking

And my soul just listens ... forming the real me

 

Glancing at others like me ... traveling in the same direction

That somewhere I have a chosen path that seems so clear

Choices made by habit ... resting upon a drive for comfort

With myself in the center of where I want to be

 

Smiling in satisfaction and feeling fully filled

With things I thought I longed for ... up to the brim

My cup now runs over as I bump into some others

Who look at me in horror as in me themselves they see

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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