Solid Is The Ground Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Beneath my feet I have found,
Solid is the ground.
With clear tones of sounds to hear,
More familiar to define...
To know the difference which ones,
Were mine to rid from others to distance.
Serving to do as a duty to want,
Strengthened my efforts to focus upon.
And not to endeavor just to flaunt.

Beneath my own feet I have found,
A purpose deserving my giving it attention.
To identify that mission I have been given,
With a stepping away from shadows to hide.
And left to leave behind hearsay and pettiness,
Delaying Sun shining on my face.
Like many who mourn attempts meant,
But too afraid to make.
Faith and determination have with me stayed.

Block by obstacles to remove, I did.
And refused from my mind to do as done...
To step without fear or feeling threats to come.
With a knowing beneath my feet I have found,
Ground as solid to be as I see it to believe...
My purpose to serve is deserving of my attention.