WORTHY

I recently met a young lady...so timid, so sweet and so unaware of her potential. She reminded me of a small book of poetry that I read long ago. I still have it on my shelf - Come To my Senses by Peter Mc Williams. It is a compilation of unsigned poems that he writes " these are your poems. I only wrote them down."


I am worthy.


I am worthy of my life
and all the good that
is in it.

I am worthy of spacious skies,
amber waves of grain, and
purple mountain majesties
above the fruited plain.
( I am worthy, too, of
the fruited plain. )

I am worthy of a degree of
happiness that could only
be referred to as "sinful"
in less enlightened times.

I am worthy of creativity,
sensitivity and appreciation.

I am worthy of peace of mind,
peace on Earth, peace in the valley,
and a piece of the action.

I am worthy of God's presence
in my life.

I am worthy
of your love.