Not Because

It's not because...I'm ready,
To take my bed and go.
It's not because I'm knowledgable,
In everything I know.

It's not because I'm tired of breath,
That Life is such a drag.
Or that I can do things better,
And stand so tall...to brag.

It's not because I sit alone,
And wish that I could speak.
That all the things my eyes behold,
Are not the things I seek.

That urges in my inner-self,
Can never quite be told.
Where imaginings within my mind,
Can in sweet thought be rolled.

It is because of strengthened faith,
Which never from me leaves.
But takes me to those cherished realms,
Where in my soul believes.

E.P. 1908 - 1989