I force myself to write a song;
I find it hard to write.
What will it take to make it strong?
I strive with all my might.
And even if there’s no one else
To listen to my song,
I’d never give up on my gift.
To do so would be wrong.
Success is not the only goal
That one can have in life.
At least, I’ve made the effort;
At least, at least, I’ve tried.
And when my days have quickly passed,
And I have no more voice,
I’ll still feel gladness at the last,
Although my eyes are moist.
Copyright 2020 Dennis Cortes
Photo by Jefferson Santos on Unsplash
My sister-in-law and her husband were here in Bacolod from Canada for a vacation. My wife and I, together with other relatives, took them to a beautiful subdivision in Dumaguete (around 5 hours drive from Bacolod) which had a swimming pool. While they swam in the pool, I took out my notebook and pen, strummed chords on my Yamaha guitarlele, and started writing a song.
My sister-in-law came near. She seemed fascinated. She told me later that it was the first time she saw the process of songwriting unfolding before her eyes. She was impressed by how easy it was for me to do what I was doing. The words and music seemed to just flow out of my head.
I don’t claim to be a great songwriter. But what she said made me realize that we tend to take our natural gifts for granted because we find the things we’re gifted at easy to do. But those who don’t have our gifts find what we do miraculous!
Moral of the story: Don’t take your gifts for granted. Be thankful for them and use them to bless others.