God’s Waiting Room
It looks rather like a hospital ward
Inmates settled in flexible beds
Equipment of all shapes and sorts
Breathing temporary life
into the almost dead
The pantomime of visiting time
when the concerned turn up
They sing their cares and articulate their love as they never did previously!
What is all the fuss about there is nothing new that hasn’t gone before?
Or will go again when it is the visitors’ turn to puff and pant their last
Do they come to sample the end - a taster of what they may face?
Are they more interested in bequest? That may gravitate their way with
Suitable regard sincerely expressed?
Patients are patient with all staff
Visitors, friends, church goers and
Real caring relatives in equal measure
Behind their pained expressions
They know what is going on but with
Great fortitude, intelligence and love
Handle situations despite their agony
Or is all of this part of a greater plan?
One in which each one of us has a part
that will be played out beyond our
control and even our knowledge
The hand of a greater power is guiding
Us all in precisely the same direction
But with various methods of progress.
A hospital ward or God’s waiting room?
©David L Atkinson August 2012
This is a sample taken from 'The Musings of a Confused Mind' which is available from Amazon on Kindle - just click on the link on the side bar.