Life's Questions

When I leave this life, what void remains yearning,
To be filled by compassion and friendship burning?
Is there a difference in someone forlorn and lonely,
Or have I reproached harmony and peace; them only?

What soul may seek to dock at my side for safe refuge?
Would one desire my company of grand joy in deluge?
Where does pride forsake, or gain of others begin?
Is it in me, esteeming others greater than I? Less is sin!

What baggage of attitudes do I carry, that they remain?
Is it grumbling, envy or anger bringing so much pain?
Have I grown fond of entertaining such mentality?
Would you salute my presence, or exit my personality?

What answers to these life's questions I ponder?
Is it I, visible in fleshly lust, my worth abased? I wonder.
I exist to please self, void of humility, filled with pride,
Does each day begin and end upon me only to abide?

There is an answer! It is Christ alive in me that I cherish,
Yielded to Him crucified, that joy and love, may nourish
An individual's pleasant nature and image for all to see
A friend sought by all those yearning for one like me