Read Poem: The Unfolding by Jacqueline Cullen

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First he stirs,

This way and that

Nothing feeling right.

Not knowing which way to go

He moves blindly ahead

Not seeing, not hearing just moving.

Not hearing a sound, he misses all opportunity to learn.

Blindly going about his day like the living dead,

Unaware of the treasures around him, of the song in the air.

Unaware of the needs of others.
Even his own needs ignored.

Then one day heawakens…

With a sense that something’s not right.

What it is, he does not know…

Yelling out to God he screams that” LIFE IS NOT FAIR”.
How could he leave him abandoned when he needed him most?

How could he let him live in a world full of pain.
Surely there must be more to life than this, otherwise what would be the point?

And although he is awake, he still does not see.
He continues to blame others…

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