Poems (Rumell)/Growing

by Lynn K. Rumell

GROWING

I have ploughed another furrow,Gone deeper in life's rich soil.The way was far from a pleasure,But twas worth all of the pain and toil.

I tremble at the vision it brings me.I am blinded, and cold with fear,Lest I am too small for it's greatness,May not to the world, make it clear.

I draw strength from that inner something,That will not be hushed or stilled,But I open my soul to the Infinite;Knowing it's promises are all fulfilled.