User:Arjuna iyashewa

Poetic attempts on human existence:

HOW WILL I KNOW?

How will I love If I don’t have a humble heart to love you so A gift to give to friends and foes A humble heart to love them so How will He come to live with me if I don’t have a humble heart How will I love If don’t have Humility before my God How will I show, How will I know?

THE ANCIENT TREE

The spoken words this Will defied, to know the prize my heart desired: Is it the fruit I hungered for, Was it His will I dared ignore?

Too late for us to learn the truth, There’s only One to honor true ... A stain remains, our bliss denied, The self willed so and so we go …

To keep or break, the garden rules declared, each path I take will have a fruit the notice warned us so ... I chose my will and now I know the meaning how it grows … the taste of life, its scent pursued a labyrinthine trail

How will I live, what should I do this guilt and pain subdued ... I stood my ground with what remained Just thinking what to do … The world looks strange, I want to know Why this is this and that is so I want to know what-happens-if and so began the things to do …

And soon enough the boredom flew to leave the past, to soar anew it took awhile before I knew what matters most in life ...

What’s done is done, let’s build what’s left so we may start to grow the way He willed us so ...

If I could smile and tell you this the puzzles now resolved: To pay the prize by grace regained the favor we all know this endless quest eludes our heart the mys-tree of His love …

[Mys-tree is the unfolding wisdom gained from God’s unpredictable graciousness for humanity. True Wisdom can only be achieved through an intense reflection of our personal encounters with love. Experience will eventually tell us what it’s not. We cannot contain love because we cannot contain God. We can only have a taste.] Arjuna Iyashewa