Tuesday, January 5, 2010

something like a sonnet




The Dark pressures my chest
need to breathe despite my best
efforts to push back with my flickering light

Acknowledge that You within me
will empower my weak entity
solely relying on your adequate might

Resist self-reliance and pride
I must depend upon the Spirit Holy,confide
in the numerous ways in which to fight

Perceive my plight, prepared in prayer,
will not be more worse for the wear
in awe, in joy, shine your light

Alone, I shiver, sweat in night
Plead, I plod, perplexed in plight

-a lesser effort, trying to get in the groove again

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