2 Corinthians 12:77 even though I have received such wonderful revelations from God. 

So to keep me from becoming proud, I was given a thorn in my flesh, 

a messenger from Satan to torment me and keep me from becoming proud.

What are my wants and where do wishes originate?

Who is the author of the hunger called “desire”?

Who conquers my thoughts as at times my instinct instigates?

For common reason to depart and my “being” seems on fire

When good reason disappears and my soul seems in turmoil

When beauty seems to fade away and blindness takes a hold

Gone then all the fears as blood comes to a boil

And remembrance of the day seems like a pot of mold

A hunger to fulfill the flesh screaming at your ears

All things seem possible as an explosion tears your heart

For a moment all is still then slowly appear the tears

As guilt now takes the mold-able in weakness from the start

Jan Wienen