This must be poem week! Jason Coker started off with a poem from Tram Combs, my wife followed suit by posting two poems she had written several years ago while we were dating. I haven?t written a poem in at least 10 years. I felt inspired, so I just wrote…

Enslaved

Darkness raging within
Silent arrows pricking me
I stand waiting, watching, listening

Enjoyment, laughter, sadness
Confusion
Despair

I’m inside, yet on the outside
I see but I do not understand
Where am I?

Clawing, anger, shivers
Soothing pain
Silence

Tell me where to go
I do not know
Darkness
I’m blind

Desperate
Who am I?
Follow the blind

Sadness, blame, shame
I’m broken
Shhh…

My heart shakes
Who do I serve?
Divided
Fall

Help me
I’m dying
Slowly

Whispers
Reaching
Comfort

Faith
Hope
Love

Love

1 Corinthians 13:8-13
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.