These Questions

Of what do I consist?
Merely flesh and bone?
These questions still persist;
In this am I alone?
Body, soul, and spirit,
Congealed into man,
This natural life I live,
Can I be greater than?

I seek more than base desires,
More than pleasures of the earth,
Not appeasing passion’s fire,
Nor simple foolish mirth;
Rather, legacy of value,
Worth more than human treasure,
Something noble, good, and true,
Not life wasted on mere leasure.

To take the road less travelled,
To walk the way of saints,
‘Til life’s fully unravelled,
To live a masterpiece God paints.
Still I have these questions,
And my understanding fails;
So through life’s many lessons,
I pray holiness prevails.

by Kevin Phillips