For years I stayed inside my lab,
Sorting out the good and bad.
Books and 'puters, herbs and beer,
And energies I learned to steer.

Seeking knowledge, Wisdom, Truth and more,
When a knocking came upon my door.
I arose from all my labors to find,
Just who interupts my searching mind.

I opened up the door only to see,
All the gifts GOD left for me.
For years they piled up to the stars
Wonders brought from near and far.

I was just too busy to look around,
When first he placed them on the ground.
And I just kept going in my haste,
to find new things, no time to waste.

And there ~ a note tacked on my door,
Just 3 words that parchment bore.
"Enjoy My Children", is all it said,
Then those three words stuck in my head.

I dug into the boxes- What could it be?
All these gifts GOD left for me.

In one - Friendships that will forever last,
In another- a roaring jolly laugh.
Good food, Good Drink and Revelry,
The Sun, The Moon, and All you see.
The song of birds as they fly above,
Some JOY, some FUN, and alot of LOVE.
The boxes held all this and so much more,
 And all stacked up by my little door.

In the very last box ~ a golden ticket- to a Grand Ball,
it said- " YOU ARE WELCOME , ONE AND ALL".

OH, All the marvels there~ I did see,
But why did GOD leave them all to me?!
I'm no one special ,just another man,
But, If I know GOD, he had a plan.

That note~ I still grasped it in my hand~
I read it again... OH! I understand!
The gifts GOD left, were not meant for only me,
But for all his kids, from sea to sea.

SO I called out to all the folks I knew,
"Come here and see what GOD left for you!"
" I'm sorry if my call is late,
I had far too much upon my plate."

But I could not know, I could not forsee,
The others would not find, the gifts GOD left for me.
"Heratic~" the masses cried.
"There are no gifts!" This Fools has lied!"

But a few did look beyond the fuss,
and saw the gifts GOD left for us.
And I pointed out the path marked on the map.
Rolled and sealed with some tree sap.
The way through the light~ yes I know it well,
I found it, while climbing from my own private hell.

And a few did follow, but most turned away,
Seeking the night instead of the day.
And some found only sorrow in the gifts- strewn on the ground,
For their lives now seemed less then profound.
And if I had not pointed they would have not looked,
A trip though missery they would not have booked.

And just one injured person is too much by far,
And that makes my words as a speeding car.
And they blame me for the folly they do,
If you dont see, then the blames on you.

Back to my Gardens and studies I'll go,
Through the grass and through the snow.
Broken walls I can not mend,
So Gaia's children,  I'll return to tend.

All the wondrous gifts God left me , I give to you all,
Slow your lives, enjoy it a bit , and don't forget to attend GOD's Grand Ball.

Its going on right now my friends,
Its already started, and it never ends.

As for me , I'll be back in my lab , there you can seek me out.
But please call with a whisper, and not a shout.

~Darmock