Twenty Leaves Poem by MBJ Pancras

Twenty Leaves

I opened the book -
The book of our life.
How many leaves it has I don’t know.
The book contains many stories.

How were the stories till the nineteenth leaf?
They were about silent adventures.
We walked through valleys,
Across the deserts; on the seas;
Into the woods, thro’ the wilderness.
He was with us, the ONE behind the scenes.

I turn the first leaf:
We were chased out to wander
But He sent us a shepherd.

I turned the second leaf:
We took a root of life
And He gave us wisdom to grow.

I turned the third leaf:
The seed began to sprout
He always watered us.

I turn the fourth leaf:
The stem of life took its shape
He appointed gardeners.

I turn the fifth leaf:
Somebody threw weeds around us,
But He plucked out them.

I turn the sixth leaf:
You were thrown into a pit,
But He saved you by His grace.

I turn the seventh leaf:
I rolled down the deep,
But He held me from the fall.

I turn the eighth leaf:
Little thorns pricked us,
We bled, yet the Doctor nursed us.

I turn the ninth leaf:
We blew trumpets,
And there raised some plotters.

I turn the tenth leaf:
The plotters carried us to darkness,
And we groped there a while,
Yet a Samaritan took us on his horse.

I turn the eleventh leaf:
We were on the cradle
And lullaby was sung.

I turn the twelfth leaf:
Stray storms hit us,
Yet He set us a weathercock.

I turn the thirteenth leaf:
A game was played against us –
It was about fake social ties,
But the Guardian always moved with us.

I turn the sixteenth leaf:
He opened us a new way of fragrance,
And we entered it with joy.

I turn the seventeenth leaf:
He established a vineyard,
We tilled the ground for more.

I turn the eighteenth leaf:
He offered us His miraculous Gift.
Now we’ve become three to walk.

I turn the nineteenth leaf:
We had to tread on twigs,
For it was a part of His plan.

I turn the twentieth leaf today (30 Nov 2006) .
We three continue to traverse towards Him.
And He shall be with us till the end.

Let the book be kept open -
The book of our life.
I hope so many leaves are still more.
They ought to contain many stories.

Let’s pray unto Him:
“Give us a some days
to turn some more leaves.”

Today is the twentieth leaf.
Let three of us walk together
And He be with us till the end
And our end is with Him.

This is my offering from my heart
Unto you both.

Read it, feel it, enjoy it
And praise Him.