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Writer's pictureEdwin Janney

SUCH DAYS WILL COME



Have you been greeted by a glorious day?

With all around caught in their natural sway,

When squares with sides are still squares,

And circles are circles and not rounded squares,

With glittering sights all dazzled around you,

And abundant love in earnest surround you.


Yet my mind is puzzled and completely scrambled,

When my vibrant soul is gravely troubled,

Defying any sense if it makes any to me at all,

That my merry soul should encounter such fall,

Even with all what to me, I am freely given,

That my heart in disarray should such be driven.


But then, I take a moment to relax,

Or as my baby girl will say, Daddy! Chillax,

And I unplug my brain from the world before me,

Then plug it for a while to his word above me,

Plunging my soul into prayer and deep scripture,

Even though my mind is still in a turbulent mixture.


Then HE, lifts the lid of heaviness of my weary head,

Pouring into it, revelations, with, rejuvenation, as his word I read,

Reminding me not to lean on my stranded understanding,

But to come to him when engulfed in misunderstanding,

No matter the weight and height of my turmoil at such times,

Or when I am saddled with what I cannot digest sometimes.


Yes, those times will stopover uninvited,

And will sneak into your space unsighted,

To turn off your lights and ride your given joy,

And with your head fiddle, as does a child with a toy,

Yes! Such are the very times, be them days or moments,

That the man upstairs is leaning with love to pick you up,

If with eyes well stretched and lifted, if only you will look up,


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