Coming and Going

Coming and going

My life is change

The religion of my childhood


Coming and going

My belief not clear

My questions need answers

Whispers sound near

Coming and going

Where is my song

Where do I fit

Will I ever belong

Coming and going

I hear all the voices

Religions surround me

So many choices

Coming and going

Time for some truth

Searching those answers

A regular sleuth

Coming and going 

Do I need to know

Or just keep on moving

Letting life flow

Coming and going

Searching is good

Questioning everything

That’s as I should

Coming and going

It’s the journey that counts

Not just the answers

That come out of my mouth

Coming and going

I hear the birds sing

And with them the rain clouds

They bring everything

Coming and going

The earth shouts her song

And here in MY journey

Is where I belong. 

~Lydia Patrick

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4 Responses to Coming and Going

  1. Rita Romero says:


  2. Peggy A says:

    Wow, this poem is beautiful, and expresses so much of what I think and feel. Thank you for sharing your many talents with us.

  3. katrina yurko says:

    WoW, This is a very fluid poem with a lot of depth and meaning. The interchanges between having come from, and where you are going is a fertile ground for the big picture, big choices and where You stand in that picture. I love the way your poem carries the quest. It s the your journey in the end; You move forward with purpose, You are the architect and the builder. Oh, not to forget, you are THEE Baker !

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