The Ponderings of Me
I think back to the trials I've known and beg to understand ...
Is life just mere coincidence, or has it all been planned?
The cause and the effect of every action from the start,
Appear to form a pattern in this hierarchical chart.
All this and more, I ponder as I struggle through the day,
To try to find the answers in this game of life I play.
Each action, every incident, the moment I was born,
Play out upon the pages of my life, this pensive morn.
If I'd not known my parents, would I be of different mind?
Would I be less or more than this? How would I be defined?
If they'd not met, would I be here to question life as such?
Or would I not exist at all, to feel, to live, to touch?
If I'd not known the friends I have, would I be someone else?
Without their kindred hearts I've shared, would I still be "myself"?
If I'd not known the heartaches that devoured me at night,
Would lessons that I learned from them have taken on new light?
If I'd not seen the happiness I've relished over time,
Could I have crossed the hurdles and the mountains I have climbed?
If I'd not made the choices that I did from year to year,
Would I be "who" I am today ... not who I now appear?
My ponderings have taught me that I know not who I'd be,
Without each moment I have lived, I know not who you'd see.
In looking back, I'm grateful for each happenstance I've known,
For though I could not see it "then" ... into my life, I've grown.