The Best We Can Do

What is there to call safe and sound? To call home? Familiar? Any place able to be labelled as 'found'?

Who am I save for bones and skin? An attemptee? A failure? A 'once-was' kid?

Shine all the light in the world upon questions, and see for yoruself that there are no answers. No satisfaction, we'll be alarmed but not surprised.

Shine all the light on this earth, should you ever get a chance to, upon the night sky; for hope of catching a reflection from God's very eye.

And hallow as the ground may be that we tred; I feel no thing partial to the soil; I do not deny my broken bread.

I sustain my body. I do as seen fit.

We all do the same. We all paint the same pictures; sad tales of loss and of then finding our way; tales that lead to gain, lead a tired soul to exclaim: "Dear God, I am happy!" in those brief moments in our lives (Dear God, I'm not happy.), only to be rained upon in short time.

But the best we can do is take the good and the bad like the sun takes the rain: and make something beautiful.