If I Could Only

O if I could only set in tune,
My mind to rhythm and heart to rhyme;
And I know it may not be too soon,
Before I reach the end of time.

If my selfish will could cease to wander,
And surrender all to His will supreme,
If I could always cause my heart to ponder,
On God's divine redemptive scheme.

My spirit cautions my feet to flee,
From passions that this world excites;
As my weary soul does beckon me,
To  deeper depth  and higher heights.

To tarry at my Master's feet,
And rest from Him humbly accept;
Till the glorious day I hope to meet,
My Risen Lord who paid my debt.

Eric Anthony Trott

6th September 2015

Pondering On Thoughts Of Life

How would you define destiny,
Should time and space cease to be?
And what does it mean to be free,
In the context of eternity?

O what vanity to juxtapose,
A fickle heart and seeking mind,
And thereupon to presuppose
That fate to folly shall be kind!

What truth is truth if relative,
With no standard absolute?
Is there the ultimate superlative,
Of knowledge that is resolute?

How fragile is faith should it  require,
Violence to guard it's gate?
And what sacrifice, what test by fire,
Does justice necessitate?

No seek I not to philosophize,
On complex global issues rife;
But merely just to summarize,
My pondering on thoughts of life.

Eric Anthony Trott

9th July 2015

How Will I Finish?

As I  ponder upon
The days bygone
And wonder what's yet to come,
I see each decision
That has shaped within
What I have and will become.

For though God's sovereign plan
Is far beyond man
In man's finite comprehension,
He gives us the choice
To hear His voice
Or reject His intervention.

So what would there be
In hindsight to see
Of all the years gone by:
Where neither pleasure nor
The much strived for
Accolades could satisfy?

But finishing well
Will leave a story to tell
To those that look for inspiration;
As they continue to grapple
With choice and with will
In this and every generation.

Eric Anthony Trott

31st January 2015