Walking through the routines of life,
each step fading the fabric of our being
until we are colorless.
So accustomed to the sounds around us,
our senses become immune to their impact on us
and we are deaf.
We find comfort in the same old recipes
tasting exactly the same as they always have
until we stop enjoying the flavor.
Daily chores, set schedules, tasks to accomplish,
all done in workhorse fashion, we complete
jobs without any conscious thought.
Routine comforts us and gives us peace
because we no longer need
to think and feel.
Soon all our senses have become numb
and we feel nothing at all.
We cease being alive.
We accept accolades for the good jobs we have done.
We march on completing tasks required of us as humans.
We look for approval and acceptance to prove that what we are doing
has meaning and value.
With pride, we celebrate the successes expected of us, but…
Is any of it real? Were we present?
Were we truly alive for any of it?
We live in constant hunger, but
we can’t fine that one thing that will satisfy.
If we are lucky, God will intervene in our lives.
He poses a challenge that unsettles our robotic existence.
Sometimes it’s in the form of a fight
to see how much we really want to live.
We suddenly awaken with appreciation for our world,
to new possibilities,
and a fresh look at what life could be.
We may see that our journey this far has only been a training ground
for God’s ultimate plan for our lives.
Finding courage to reach out to what we find,
to satiate our hunger becomes our challenge.
With a bittersweet goodbye, we give thanks and let go of our past.
With joy and happiness, we seek a new and fresh existence.
The new world is a rainbow playing beautiful music
in a lush meadow of green grass and wild flowers.
Hold my hand and walk with me there…
Our future is surely meant to be.
Debbie 10-5-09
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