A Poem

I've always said that all poetry is about death in some way or another.  And I'll admit.  This poem I am about to share had me struggling slightly to find how it is about death.  But I'm sure I can make something up to justify my belief.  I heard this poem at a movie night a couple of weeks ago and it seemed to really just fit right in with my life and where I am at.  It was refreshing and comforting for me.  Maybe it will be to one of you too.

You are who you are for a reason.
You're part of an intricate plan.
You're a precious and perfect unique design,
Called God's special woman or man.

You look like you look for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb.
You're just what He wanted to make.

The parents you had were the ones He chose,
And no matter how you may feel,
They were custom-designed with God's plan in mind,
And they bear the Master's seal.

No, that trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shape your heart
So that into His likeness you'd grow.

You are who you are for a reason,
You've been formed by the Master's rod.
You are who you are, beloved,
Because there is a God!
by Russell Kelfer

And how does it relate to death?  It actually does.  For me.  That whole death-to-myself thing I am experiencing.  That trauma I had, that life of sin I lived for way too many years, was a death.  Jesus took that on the Cross and died to set me free.  So, this just goes to prove that all of my insistence that poetry is about death is indeed true.  ;-)