Posted on November 11, 2009 at 7:58am
Wandering of Self
My soul, my self, wanders from day to day.
Though Christ is my foundation, My Way, still my soul, it wanders.
Thrown about by the storm of this life, questions still remain;
Some never to be answered this side of eternity.
Day by day, moment by moment,
We draw closer to our destiny.
At birth, we have an innocence of a type,
Though stained by Original Sin.