This is part 2 of a poem I wrote about choosing to be a disciple of Jesus - or an enemy of him and a slave to the Devil. Part 1 was about the option that leads to hell. Part 2 is about redemption. Enjoy. [Part 1: I opened eyes which didn't have insight to see, And thus, myself, discovered my own misery. I made attempt to seal the eye which opened saw, The horror in the shadow and it's opened jaw. I separated eye from eye and sight from sight, The left would not surrender to the seeing right. The right was clear and still and saw the truth perceived, The left was fogged through the mist of tears deceived. The right was well awake and of deceit bereft, Alas! I took the barren road And chose the left.] Part 2: I tore out of my head an eye as black as coal, To not consume in misery my mired soul, I made attempts to seal the wound and dry the blood, And there I did perceive the place in which I stood. I looked into the mirror which was always by my side, And saw into a man who's heart had never died, His eyes were set on Heaven - and in clarity At last! I saw through every tear This man was me.
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JRA
9/2/2017 10:56:52 am
Stirring and beautiful. I love the imagery of the eye.
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EBA
9/2/2017 11:00:54 am
This is deep and emotional... in a place of darkness and brokenness hope is born.
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