Beyond Battling
Ever felt like it's taking much time,when finding the edge of the tunnel,
as darkness overwhelms your life,
but others remind you of Emmanuel?
'God with us', yes, He truly is;
But the human in me suffers within;
For, I can only view what my eyes see,
and can only take a step when feet begin.
Never been this sick, not this long;
Couldn't fathom where and what I did wrong;
With God, I've always been strong,
In His arms didn't feel I don't belong.
But battling against the storm that kills hope,
is like hiding from a shadow that never leaves;
Facing reality feels like I can't just cope;
How can I go on, how would I believe?
Though I ask, I would never blame;
Though I'm hurt, I won't stop listening
to words that hold back the brame,
until such time that everything leads to healing.
One day I saw someone lying in a coffin,
and then just felt his peaceful passing;
Heard people share and talk about him,
and I understood what matters beyond everything.
You and I, would someday go back home,
no matter how hard we stand to avoid our tomb;
What's important is that before we breathe our last;
Our faith should remain strong and steadfast.
Poetry by Calyx Penning
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Written on 2025-06-28 at 06:38
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