You are a small pawn on the chessboard of God
And be pleased with the fact, that He chose exactly you
And at least other perhaps are laughing at it
You will take away from yourself brother that's all
In His sky...
But at the moment here you will happen still to live
So grapple with the life
Because it is only a tiny moment,
One instant one fleeting thought,
So, life the shortest possible of the beautiful butterfly.
Sometimes living aches, but the time quickly is passing.
The same as the wine is ripening, all wounds are healing
And such a time will come when you understand,
That God didn't leave you,
That you are loved...
Maria Barbara Korynt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chess-pawn-of-god/
