Gales of wind blows thru my life
The likes of which I've never seen.
Of all the seasons of my past,
Do I yearn for my youth as now.
Storms come and go with frequency,
Bringing about new changes,
And the world turns on it's axis
That seems to go faster every year.
I limp along with each day,
Not knowing if I'll make it thru.
The weathering of my limbs
Seems to stretch on forever.
I ignore all the pains of my body
And grit my teeth in fury.
I wonder if God is punishing me
For the sins of my past.
Even tho I know God loves me,
I feel He's not satisfied.
Tho I'm not the only one on Earth
Who has disappointed Him so.
Just as the world struggles thru
I must also discourage my pains.
Even tho I hurt with each step I take,
So does the Earth moan on it's own behalf.
I see the world changing,
As I also see myself grow old.
If Earth had a voice of it's own,
It would groan the same as I.
Most people don't seem to care,
Or even take notice of the changes.
But believe me when I say,
Earth is letting us know even now.
The signs are clear to me,
As I see Nature take it's course.
I just hope it's not in my lifetime
When God decides to make it end.
Sometimes I feel it's all a dream,
And all this is just my imagination,
Therefore when God calls me Home,
The Earth will also end.
I know that it is not true
And the idea is far fetched as they say,
But what if.........................
by Jann Newland
©March 2010
