Why?
Why is life like the ebbing tide?
The ebb of tides is never-ending…
Devastation can come in one huge wave
Or glide you gently into the shore.
Why is life like the shining sun?
Its radiance never ceases to glow…
Harsh heat often sets the earth ablaze
Or softly warms us on a winter’s day.
Why is life like the lilies of the field?
They stand so tall in their Sunday best…
Winter winds causes them to tilt and bend
Or makes them dance in a summers breeze.
Why is life like a shooting star?
Sometimes you see it, sometimes not…
Leaving a trail of light across the evening sky
Or gone in an instant, to be no more.
© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
Thank you 🙂
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Oh wow … and I love your finale stanza.
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Thanks Amy Rose. Stay safe.
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Why? Love that word and all that it brings. I’m still a young child asking that question. Very unique and beautiful poem! We never should stop asking questions. Especially now days! Much love to you! xo
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Aww, thank you. Yes, children love to ask questions! 🙂 I think, as an adults, we should keep asking the questions. I’ll questions will change, of course, but we should keep asking. 🙂
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Especially from a 3 year old. 😉
That’s what inspired me to write this poem.
Thank you for spending time to read my posts and following. I’ll be sure to visit your blog soon.
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Nice! 🙂 Why is an important question to ask.
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Yes, indeed – a cycle of ups and downs
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Very good.:)
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