Eventually

by James Riscinti

Inevitably infirmity are common to all.

For some they are big, for others they’re small.

Illness, malady, sickness, disease,

as our life progressives, this decline won’t cease.

Whether mind or in body, ther’re quite interlaced,

these are conditions that everyone will face.

To some we contribute, some just arrive,

nevertheless, none will survive.

For soon come our end, just as our friends,

gone to a place, eternal to spend.

Trusting

by James Riscinti

Now, how can I know, who I am here,

if I do not know, who I’ll be there.

With all my doubts and all my fears,

I think I’ll just sit, I think I’ll just stare.

Then God reminds me, the One who adores me,

by grace & mercy, goes aways before me.

For God has destined each step that I take,

all that is needed, all for my sake.

Yet I still tremble, yet… Continue reading →

The World

by James Riscinti

The world is a very strange place, it’s true,

just as strange as me and you.

Trying to understand where we’ve been,

is quite an endeavor to enter in.

As it is, our thoughts remain,

perhaps the world is just insane.

Until I look without the L,

then the world, it’s secrets tell.

Special

by James Riscinti

The way you’re created and all you’ve been through,

makes you special, makes you, you.

There’s peace content when we see,

that all in all was meant to be.

But peace content soon departs,

when woulda coulda shoulda enters a heart.

We’re God’s orchestration, and not our own,

and when complete, God takes us home.