Never alone

Heb 13:5  Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. 

 

Yesterday Dear Lord I did not sense Your presence.

Last night only a few thoughts were there on the move. 

Why did not Your Spirit move or could I not sense it?

Why was there emptiness that seemed to be aloof?

 

It must be me who was left out ... because a flash of anger.

Patience floated through the day until early in the eve.

It did not take too much to bring my soul close to danger.

Just a little talk and then it crashed like waves hitting a reef.

 

Even my prayers seemed to be my own opinions.

It seemed again that the Spirit took some time off.

As I needed His Guidance there’s only my dominion

To make me feel all alone like a worn-out cloth.

 

Yes it is me I know for sure ... worn down to the bone

Trapped in a body trying to keep a self-imposed schedule.

Really not too smart ... just to think I’m all alone

in this house called flesh ... that constantly meddles.

 

When tired and worn down ... seems the worst time to reason.

When energy declines it appears that senses turn to flesh.

The one you ought to be ... seems to be draining

as weakness replaces strength ... as you loose “your” best.

 

I know that some commitments are beyond my doing.

Actions and decisions made in just a flash of time.

No withdrawal possible ... for Life is always ongoing

to ensure His Will gets done ... instead the one of mine.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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