somewhere is hungry for
what you have to offer,
and to deny it would be a sin
and a tragedy.
Believe that each of us
is given a gift at birth.
(If not more than one)
Our true purpose in life
is to go inside, find that gift.
(Often hidden in plain sight)
Carefully unwrap it, learn
how to use it wisely.
(Always with care and loving)
Then offer it freely
to the world in which we live.
(Especially to strangers)
Makes no difference if others
refuse what is offered.
(There will always be those)
That is their choice. And may
be the gift they have been given.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/14/2017
Notes: Today’s inspiration comes from Mosk, and his poem Bake Your Cake. His writings may be found here:
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Excellent, wise poem – I liked the structure of how it was done.
I love the poem, and Mosk’s quote. Your poem reminds me of the quote from the Bible, If you bring forth what is within you, what is within you will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what is within you will destroy you. I know in the years when I was too busy to write often, I felt very badly. I knew I was meant to be writing. Which is why I am enjoying these years so much.
How we must try to achieve some thing in life that we can look back and say, “Thank heavens I was able to do that”.
A very thoughtful and thought-provokign write. Thank you.
“Then offer it freely / to the world in which we live.” the right path indeed…
I like this philosophy…. I do agree that we all have gifts within us, and though we hope that others will accept the gifts, I guess we cannot expect that all will. In the same way perhaps we do not always accept the gifts that others offer us.
Love the poem and mosk’s quote. Let’s bring forth the gifts! Smiles.(
Love your poem, your words are true!!! It is the gift we have, and it is what we give.
This is something i really sympathize with… we have to make the best of what’s been given
Wonderful poem. I was taken with the last stanza … if some refuse, perhaps it’s their gift … I was reminded of a lesson hard-earned, that, though some fall far short of my expectations, they have perhaps given the best they have to give. Thank you for reminding me!
I really love the message in your poem.. ❤️ it’s so deep, so profound! Thank you for this!❤️
Hi Elizabeth! thanks for your beautiful poem here. I found it very fascinating to read and soothing to the senses. Happy summer!
This is the story of people and their purpose in the world.
That closing possibility is very intriguing!
It is so hard to remember the gifts we have at times – you remind us wisely as ever that they are there to be found
So wonderful that we can share our gift with others. I love this.
The art of refusing as a gift—I never thought of that!