Soul Agenda
All souls, created, have a purpose;
seldom does one, know what it is;
it’s usually hidden, neath the surface;
only the Master knows; it’s his.
A Great Artist, creates for a reason;
whether working in marble or oils;
applying mediums, according to season;
to each creator, belong His spoils.
Each dab of paint, the Artist applies;
is on the canvas, in season;
to leave each observer to surmise;
that dab is there for a reason.
The Artist handles his brush, without flaw;
perfection guides his brush;
his finished work, leaves us in awe;
but He never gets in a rush.
Each soul, He paints, is completed in season;
with His agenda, concealed, within.
The Master never creates, without a reason;
without purpose, He wouldn’t begin.
The Master Artist, always keeps in mind;
the finished soul, He’s creating;
His agenda is always clearly defined;
and He never minds waiting.
Tho, some, it may seem, fail in their role;
as they reach the end of their season;
the agenda, God birthed, within their soul;
achieved, without knowing the reason.
Monty 5/15/22. # 1,110