Life of job

Oh how life tests me so
Leaves me feeling much like Job
Each time I fight and get back up
I am knocked down again and it’s not bad luck
It’s a test I am sure in my faith
Of love and positivity and grace
To see if I can carry on
A test to see if I am strong.
It leaves me tired
Leaves me weary
The older I get its tougher believe me
To keep getting up
But I am a stubborn man
And I will take as much as I can
And smile in the face of adversity
Laugh so loud, hysterically
Because I am more than a match for this human life
And I shall not buckle to illusory strife
I have been in dark places
Down in deep holes
My daughter has passed without getting old
My mother and father
And on new journey now
And they are the only ones that matter somehow
Except for those living who I have not lost
Happy and cheerful
I will gladly pay the cost
Of being treated like Job
So others maybe happy
But I hope the universe will understand me
That I have rumbled the illusion
I know life is a dream
Created by my own conscious reality
So it can do what it likes to test me you see
Because I know one day I will reconnect with my divinity
And in that place I will dwell in peace and in bliss
And I will look back and laugh at everything
And learn all the lessons from the tests along the way
And I will be reunited with my soul group family again.

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