a road filled with thorns and thistles
no, i don't want to backtrack
i look ahead
it's too far, beyond reach
i pause
my feeble feet
they are too heavy to carry on
weariness overcomes me
darkness illuding me
i cry and i cry
where are you, Lord?
i don't understand
the unpleasant journey
the uninvited gift of pain
the unwanted place of waiting
yet the safest place
where i taste Your familiar touch again
deep calls to deep
no utterance of words
if there is one
TRUST it is.
3 comments:
finally the update is here :)
nice piece, God bless!
thanks..
born out of reluctant situation..
Hey you! I read your poem and I'm like hey... this is too familiar :) It feels like I know exactly how it goes, because it's something I face too.
Trusting in God encompasses so many things in life, it's actually everything. That's what makes it beautifully difficult sometimes. The unpleasant journey is always a rewarding journey.
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