My Place

Vonita

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Where is my place in the world?
Am I resigned to the shadows
To live as quietly as I possibly can
Watching those in the sun
While I observe from afar

Is it my place to abide
To make peace with the discontent
The passion that brews and causes me to ache
To long for the force to sweep me off my feet
Into whirlwinds of unknown worlds

Is it my place to quieten
The voices that rage within my heart
And wave them away with the brush
Of my calloused, nail-bitten hands
Speaking myself into a happiness I do not feel

Is it my place to be less than I ever dreamed
To excuse every failure I have made
And be content with what I have
So that nothing is lost but then
Everything is lost anyway

Is it my place to see the blue sky above
And know that the power that imagined creation into being
Is the same power that created me
And to feel one with the land, and the earth and the sea and the sky
Breathing in the same air as the living beings surrounding me

Is it my place to kneel before my Lord
And pray from the very core of my soul
I have not the answer to where my place is in the world
Or what I should be achieving, or doing, or striving for
But I yield my heart and the life that I am

That I can be of use to Thee
In small ways or great –
Now and forever
Not my will, Lord
But thine be done

21 thoughts on “My Place”

  1. That is a great poem about all the confusion about our purpose and positon in this world and in our life. It always comes when we are about to break out of the old and awaken into a new age. Beautiful, Vonita!

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  3. I’m in a similar situation wondering what is ‘my place’. I felt as if you read my thoughts and wrote it as a poem. I can completely related to each line of the poem. Great work.

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