Portal of Service

Wisdom of age is but gift to serve man,

As portal of service to greater good,

We each fit blindly into heaven's plan,

Driven to help spread joy as angels would.

Then we know our place in the mortal scheme,

Where we can see pain or adversity,

To respond with charity and mercy.  

Soon we witness our good works redeemed.

Good friends regale me in levity loud,

No family to stroke my hand and brow.

Dear ones gone, tested or unavowed,

Array in images soft as airy clouds.

I will visit them soon, assured by faith.

Gifting my best to God, the rest to dust.

Soon I erase life's lines from my face,

To dwell forever in God's love and trust. 

Author's Note

I look sometimes at my failure at empire building. But, then I remember the best of empires is waiting up ahead.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

an intriguing title says i! not the attitude of a materialist for sure ;) the theme is strong and full of wisdom says i! the weave of God throughout is uplifting for me ... the rhythm seems all over the place tho ;( for instance V1 L4 .. "...help spread joy..." are all hard syllables .... i would love to see this in true sonnet form ...or "hymn" form ... i think it would blast your message through the most solid of walls :) rhyming works .. strong strong strong theme and wisdom to live by .. nice job sir!
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[bigfootprint]

Thanks, Einstein. You comments are incisive. I love to hear differing opinions, and all are valid. I don't spend lots of time writing poems, they just kind of flow out of my subconscious fully formed. But sometimes, I force one to comply with classic rules of composition. Both approaches are equally rewarding to this writer.

[Einstein Noodle]

yep..me too! ;)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Whereas I believe everyone is free to choose to worship the god/s of their choosing I still wonder at the need many humans have to believe in something other than mankind, themselves and their actions. Hawking and Darwin see no god and my only faith is we will discover much across the universe much as we did across the oceans. But it will not be related to gods. In this well written piece you tell of faith and its good and that in time we all head through that portal, cept there are no angels waiting.

[bigfootprint]

Interesting reaction, John. Not sure I could ever speak in whereases, though. Of course we all make the march through mortal time. We can listen to concepts, even listen to those who died and came back. But when we cross over, we will find out the real expanse of prophecy. Some of us might die again of shock over pitchforks and brimstone. Something is out there if only a metaphysical construct. It's possible that only love passes over and all else falls away. We all see people around us with a discernable lack of that quality so they could be stuck to travel eternity in zombie form. Enjoyed our exchange.

[Amanda Moubarak]

beautifully written. lost a lot on this earth but you still have hope that the best is yet to come. good job

[bigfootprint]

Thank you, Amanda. Kindness from a caring heart are worth more to the suffering than gold.

[Amanda Moubarak]

couldn't agree more :)