Sonnet: I'M Still Nowhere!

O God, I seem to see more of this world! Its wickednesses, goodnesses unfold; And though, I am mature and rather old; I feel I am still weary, weak, though bold. While some things ease, others become complex; I sleep for lesser hours these days, not deep; New problems of my life seem to me vex; In fields of woes, flowers of joys few peep! I struggle with the hoe in life's tough-fields; The weather too is not as per my needs; To many 'farmers', meagre are the yields! All in spite of better techniques and seeds! Nevertheless, I can count on just one! He is Lord Jesus, God's begotten Son!