II.
I see the goodness of life
When I choose the right path
And wear the attire of virtue–
So I choose to love and be loved
That I may give my love as
gifts
And plant it like healthy seeds
In the expanse of man’s hearts.
And when I look at the lofty sky
And saw the packets of her light–
I choose the path of faith
That my search for meaning may end,
That I may hold my confidence
In the face of creation
As I journey with purpose
Through this crumbling earth.
©Okunola Peace.
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