The Simple Art

Poem By Mary Spain

Sometimes I wonder, Lord, just what you plan
For me. It isn't power, or great success,
Or tranquil and domestic happiness
That flows from motherhood; and though I can
Do several things a little better than
One might expect, I really must confess
To no outstanding gift. Yet, nonetheless,
I have a sense that since my life began
It has been planned by you. What might appear
An accident, or Fate's perversity,
Is seen, when my objections disappear,
To be your act of generosity.
I wonder, Lord, perhaps you put me here
To learn the simple art of being me.

Comments about The Simple Art

Dear Mary, We believe this sonnet is 'an outstanding gift' for us. May The Lord bless you for further beautiful pieces of such 'simple art'! Many Thanks.
A golden flow of ones heartful trust and belief in all that gives so freely.
nice poem and great express. how a wonderful to that imagination, , , and the rhyme it is success, , happiness, , , plan, , , than well done
wonderful expression, introspective by strong belif in God, yet a luscious glow through ingenuity, well penned,10+++, thanks for shatring
Ammmmazing thought beautifully expressed.............10

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