Different ?
Most seek a person to become their example;
one, they’d like most to be;
yet, the Master’s gifts are more than ample;
you must be you; I must be me.
Everyone, created, is different and unique;
each of us born for a specific reason;
we tend to waste time, in self critique;
none shall succeed out of season.
No two people are ever exactly the same;
yet, many would like to be;
although many may bear my own name;
all are quite different from me.
Some, so different; they stand out in a crowd;
their appearance; an embarrassment;
while others have voices much too loud;
their words sound like harrassment;
Music would be boring with only the flute;
missing the trumpet; clarinet and trombone;
without a difference; sound would be moot;
making us feel more alone.
Each soul is a fingerprint; a snowflake of life;
no two can ever be the same;
melted by the tragedies and sorrows of strife;
all done in the Master’s name.
We are the panoply of complexity and diversity;
our Creator deserves no critique;
sent to this earth; to overcome all adversity;
all different; and yet; each; unique.
Monty 8/4/24. # 2,251