My Search

Each Day I awake
     And begin the search anew.

Each evening I return
     To my bed task unfinished.

It is an endless search
     For the meaning of life.

I watch and listen
     To friends and foes.

The path is sometimes
     Joyous and other times painful.

Each step is a
     Learning experience.

I grow in patience and love,
     And hopefully humility too.
Originally written:   February 20, 2000

I now believe this poem is one that can be said each day of my past life and each
day of any future days granted to me.  The poem contains hope and promise.  It is
about change and growth.  At the same time it is about living a life of thanksgiving.

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