Dare Not Raise My Sight And Ask How And Why

It is my time one other lesson to learn  
And see through pain truths that me burn
In life nothing for granted is to gain
To wage wars against kismet is vain
Or think to a life through me I could belong  
And own the right to show right from wrong  
One other lesson despite what I am of age  
To reconsider what I feel and think is sage
So humble to God that I dare not lament and whine  
I just have to bow and ask not to be a soul of no spine
Rather able to endure what makes a backbone bend
Not a human of fake strength trying to everything mend
A human.. a  woman of super powers.. what a fallacy !
Am of flesh and soul.. how it could be ? Have a mercy !
As a restless river my emotions abruptly flow  
When hampered, they inundate unable to slow
With my oversight I failed to God’s grace praise  
Abundantly blessed I recall how I was in a daze
Overwhelmed and seized by a heavy heart and many a sigh
I moaned but dare not raise my sight and ask how and why
The reason of mind a language the heart would reprehend  
In its pain or rhapsody so blurred to see and comprehend  
I pray to God scorching drops of pain dry and wane  
Like a land that has to drink and absorb a ravaging rain
May God forgive my frailty His celestial wisdom couldn’t see
And empty my soul from disquiet to find the path of serenity  
Nothing is under my control despite what I do and desire
God’s goodness and grace if not perceived the soul is afire  
In the tranquility of my poetry my soul I bare and translate  
My wounds in words I breathe.. in me what is dark illuminate.

Visual Art : Danny O'connor.  "The Magic Is In The Mystery"