Every Day I Ask Myself....

Days come and days go and life passes by.

And every day that comes and goes I wonder, "Who am I?"

Shadows fall and sunlight glows and darkness reigns again.

And with the rising sun I ask, "Who am I now, that I wasn't then?"

The day wears on and I do my best to be a light in someone's world.

And as the evening twilight draws, I ask, "Am I truly that girl?"

As the day's events begin to fade, I look into the mirror.

My eyes meet hers and I whisper soft, "Is it really me in there?"

This world so often seems alone, in its grandure we forget,

Another world far better waits, we just can't go there yet.

With each morning, with each night, I ponder in my mind,

"How will I shine my light and be a servant to mankind?"

As I see faces, familiar, strange and new,

I ask myself this question, "No longer, who am I, but more important, who are you?"

As the days turn into weeks, and the weeks fade into years,

I ask myself this question now, "Have I served others or my fears?"

As I try to seek them out, the small, the strong, the old, the young,

I learn different ways of seeking. Some boldly stand apart, others walk among.

And with every year gone by, on every snowy New Year's Eve,

I ask myself this question:

 

"Heaven or the world, which one shall I strive to please?"