This Gift is Not Mine, But Yours

giftThere’s such a difference between

“You are gifted!” and “You’ve been given a gift!”

One might confuse the two, thinking either one will do.

But no, one must go.

Step away; the other may stay.

You are gifted! Shining star, you’re certain to go far.
A sure anointing, don’t be disappointing.

The burden so heavy, not the resources to levy.
Tremendous heft, leaves me bereft.

Flattened by stares, everywhere the snares.
Put that gift aside, my heart begs, safe from pride.

No! Come and see, You’ve received a gift from Me.

What could it be? Unwrap it and see!

The cover falls away, and I know this is here to stay.
It’s a perfect fit, not meant to sit
idly by while I wait,for jitters to abate.

Take her out for a spin, it’s not a sin
even if you stumble, we won’t grumble.
Open her up, feel the breeze, do I have to say please?
Feel it juke and jive, let it come alive!

Forgive me for my confusion, the two have been in collusion,
You are gifted… is a weight to be lifted.
You’ve been given a gift … that offers me a lift!

One might confuse the two, thinking either one will do.

But no. One must go.

The first steels my will, I had better stand still.
The second makes me dizzy, I had better get busy.

About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on April 12, 2015, in In Action, Life, poetry, writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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