The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry byIrene Beales
A new poem will be shown each time you visit this page.
Many times I've thought it was the end of the road,
But when I reached it - what seemed to be the end
Was just another bend.
It all seemed so different - when the corner I'd turned,
Things seemed to have a brand new look
And I paused beside a lovely bubbling brook.
I cupped my hands - and quenched my thirst
And rested awhile under the trees,
Watched as the flowing water - carried away the leaves.
How much like life - these leaves and their fate.
Some dropped and were trapped in pools near the side.
Others fell midstream and were carried along on a rushing bouncy ride.
'Tis sad when in life we cling to the bank,
Like the leaves - there's nothing much left to live for -
So we just sit back and watch others - passing thro opening doors.
Reach out into the fast running current midstream,
Stand up and be counted - Say what you mean -
Don't let your life pass away like a dream.
Unfulfilled - with no goal ahead,
There;s a reward in Heaven
When Jesus we know - and hearts are filled with God given leaven.