Possibilities
(a zejel)
O, morning you are here so fast
Night time has fallen to the past
I’m hoping now to have a blast
I wonder what this day will bring
A joke, a task, a song to sing
To see some tulips come for spring
The possibilities are vast
A tasty dish of food I like
A friend who wants to take a hike
Or take a spin upon my bike
Oh, how will this day’s die be cast?
It may bring trouble of its own
A coldness felt down to the bone
A time to be sad and alone
The trick’s, I think, to grow steadfast
To thank the Lord through bad and good
Take joy when things be as they should
Be glad that He has understood
And know He answers if He’s asked
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