Self discovery- of the talents a person can not see from the outside. |
Hidden Talents My desire to lend my hand is burnt upon my soul. What a gift to be given, to desire to uplift others, thank you God! I do not desire wealth I'm richer than most, You are too! As long as we do not compare ourselves- To the sold out, to the shallow & hollow with much too much. Do they lend a hand, without thought of selfish gain? To live, to give, These are gifts given freely from above, I open my heart extremely wide- I get it all the time, "Someone's gunna hurt you girl all exposed, Your not in Kansas anymore." I smile like "yep your right I just might,' but the rebel in me thinks a different way. They can take what possessions Ive got- They don't mean a thing. When I leave this place I go with memories and deeds, that is enough for me My gifts have always been hidden and hard to recognize. I meet strangers...I draw you in unaware each time I don't know how or why but soon you confide deepest, darkest secrets that normally you hide. I'm a confidant and counselor without a degree. I'm the one that will look you straight in the eye I'll tell you what you afraid to hear In a loving way- I will always answer you with truth. Come on...and I'll lend you a hand! |