I puzzle through each waking day.
When I have doubts, I sometimes pray,
though does it help? I cannot say.
I often wonder, Am I heard
beyond the confines of my mind?
I recall verses from The Word
that promise "Seek and ye shall find."
Each day is like a brand new dance.
I seek but is it only chance,
my answers merely happenstance?
I cannot shake the doubts I feel.
There's little comfort with no proof
that anything I know is real.
Why must my God remain aloof?
How much easier it would be,
instead of faith, if I could see
the future and a plan for me.
I guess that's just the human plight.
We carry on and have to trust
that after darkness, there'll be light.
We'll face tomorrow 'cause we must.
An entry for Day 5, "Invalid Item"
Prompt: Image
Form: Saraband ~ The Saraband is a septet form is taken from the musical dance form which has an alternate meter of: 3 – 4. The form follows the dance with two stanzas; the first one of 3 lines, and the second of 4 lines. The rhyme scheme is: a. x. a.....b. c. b. c. etc.
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