(For my dear friend, Lori K. Weir)
Sitting on the sidelines
Longing to play
Then that old voice tells you
You can’t get in the game
It’s too late now
Your time has passed
Screams back at the girl
In the looking-glass
But you know she’s got potential
She always has
But she’s allowed that old voice
To direct her path
Down a broken road
Where hopes and dreams
Never turn out
They’re not what they seemed
No! You have to be responsible
You can’t take a risk
That old voice rants in her head
Telling her such as this
But she has personality plus
Full of poise and grace
And she’s dying for the opportunity
To raise the stakes
To risk something…anything
Upon the result
Of an uncertain event
For her is NOT difficult
To throw caution to the wind
When she feels anxious inside
To follow her heart
Falling into a dive
Head First!
Into the deep
Where the waters are turbulent atop of the sea
But diving deeper, much deeper below the surface she finds
What is meant to be is also aligned
With the calling
The Lord God placed on her heart
To live her life
Teaching others to impart
Their Spiritual Gifts
As their talents come alive
When they let go of fear
Falling into a dive!