"We tread a path covered with diamonds, but we can scarcely distinguish them from ordinary pebbles." Dieter F. Uchtdorf.
The diamonds that I travel on are hard to comprehend;
they're not the kind you can pick up and easily go spend.
A royal road, a highway great, that I should proudly tread;
but all I've got are flat feet and a yearning for my bed.
Forgive my Sancho Panza stance, O Lord of Windmills, please,
and help me seek thy glory though the dust might make me sneeze!
I do not take for granted all thy wondrous high designs;
but couldn't I be sent to lead the cheers from the sidelines?
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