HIS GRACE

Who am I ?


  I have my fears  &


  I have my hopes.

I am my fears when

I talk about it,

I take shelter behind it,

I make a show of it,

I let it rule me,

I let others address it or

When I think I am it.

          

  I am my hopes when

  I see it,

  I talk about it,

  I think it will come true,

  My actions are ruled by it,

  I am working for it,

  Others address to it or

  When I think it is me.

  Who am I?

  My fears  or

  My hopes?

  Whose choice is it?

             

                                                      

                                                                            30.8.04

                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

 Friends, 

‘Who am I?’ was written six years back in ’04.  As the poem reads, I then thought it was a 
choice of an individual to select an attitude and live his life.

Today there seem to be a shift. As the haiku ‘My Choice?’  reads, I think though it may appear 
to be my choice to me, awareness of choice itself is a result of His grace. 
One can easily slip in a state of mind that has no choice. Isn't it?

Life has taught me this in the the span of six years . HIS grace.

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My Choice?

His grace

And

You remain aware of choices, always.

                                                                 

                                                                                                                                 5.9.10

OSI Prompt : Choices

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