Tell A Tale

Sometime I just have to tell a tale.

Sometimes I just have to sing a song.

It is nothing I did or didn’t do

It's just what is.

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Memories come to mind

And paint their picture

Upon my demeanor

And direct my thoughts

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Onto what should be left lie,

Like a sleeping dog

That may bite upon awaking,

Or maybe wag its tail.

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Every tree has a tale

Every stone its say

The birds and the bees

And the ants in the ground

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Well tonight I would like to tell

Of the gaining of wisdom,

Through many mistakes,

Hard earned.

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What is it, you ask,

That I made me so wise?

Well, trial and error

Not much reason and logic.

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And where, you might wonder,

Does my wisdom lie

Of what is it that I consider myself

So wise?

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Only in one thing do lay this claim,

And that is my heart.

No, not the beating,

The pumping of life’s blood.

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Rather the Love it holds

Is my area of expertise.

How it sends me out

Through my day.

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How it guides my steps,

Sets my goals,

Puts me to sleep at night,

And wakes me in the morning.

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Chooses the words of my prayers,

And deems what is important.

In my heart is the center

Of my world.

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Patients is the wisdom

I have learned.

Love will come in its own time,

Or it will not come at all.

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Like the story of two farmers

Who prayed for rain.

One went home and waited,

The other prepared his field, planted his crop.

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Which one had faith?

I prepare my life to hold

My love in peace.

So when she may come

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All will be ready for her.

Like the rain on the field

She will bring to fruition

My hopes and dreams.

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My salvation is in Jesus

But my happiness is in her.

She is the other half

To which I cleave

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Her face is hidden from me now,

I know not when she will come

So I continue getting ready

For the day she arrives.

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For the day she can

Finish her own field

For the day she can

Complete her tasks.

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And chose her path

That crosses my own

And we join in one way

On our way to join Jesus.

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