Who Am
I – In Twenty Minutes?!
I’d love to
introduce myself, but I don’t know who I am – yet! It’s life’s great mystery, isn’t it? Every moment that I’m alive changes me –
so, I guess I’m a work in progress. If
you ask me who I am twenty minutes from now, I will have grown and fulfilled
twenty more minutes of my life by finishing this ‘rant’, and it will have
changed my mind set – I will not be the same person. I will be twenty minutes older; the world
will be twenty minutes older, and whatever I have invested in that time will
remain with this world.
With every
breath we take, we have the potential for meaningful thought – that is a
wonderful gift; our symphony, to direct in whatever way we choose. Sometimes a beautiful piece of music takes me
on a trip to inspiration land, and voila! – my thoughts have been lifted to new
levels.
Every one of us is our own student, teacher, our
own scholar; Our subject matter can be as simple as noticing, observing, and
learning from the actions of a house fly or a spider, a petal opening on a
blossom; or as complex as picking up a book of philosophy and letting our minds
absorb whatever rings true to us in that media. Graduation day is actually broken down into
graduation minutes. None of us knows how many ‘twenty minutes’ we will have
left to grow and change and become; I’d like to introduce myself – just wait
twenty minutes!
I'm a
wondrous work in progress,
A conundrum
to be sure;
When I wake
up every morning,
When my
thoughts are still a blur,
Before I
even raise my head,
And start
to take thoughts in,
Life turns
a brand new page for me,
A chance to
write a melody,
Then offers
me the pen;
The words I
write
Might help or
heal,
Might
change a life,
But then,
I'm still a
work in progress,
I won't
know till I begin.