FEEL By ... Steve Lucky

                 FEEL
          By ... Steve Lucky

Early in infancy sight and sound
And other things constantly surround
The growing child who has not yet found
Other human beings are on common ground.
Growing up in school one tries to learn
If anyone can ever earn
Pleasant feelings for which all seem to yearn
Unless they know it will later burn.
Life is full of many surprises.
During the tough times, the unsung hero rises.
Being burried alive with countless disguises
Can not erase the donated prizes.
These prizes come from within the heart,
Something with which one will never part
From the knowledge that even being smart
Will not defeat the divine work of art.
More than the senses, knowledge, and power
Is the fragile beauty of a flower.
One can crush it any hour,
Yet it prospers after a fierce rain shower.
Hope will come to those who forgive
Because they have a glimpse how to live
Like God who continues to steadily give
Moments people will want to relive.
Important it is for one to think.
Without feelings, however, these thoughts will shrink.
Thoughts can be wonderful, but they can also stink
Or be missed in a single blink.
Not just mind, but heart and soul,
Brings one closer to the goal.
Love extends from pole to pole,
Capable of paying even the most expensive toll.
Secrets one tries hard to conceal
Another can still find a way to steal.
How can one know something is real
Unless one is somehow able to feel?

Copyright 2004, Steve Lucky