A Hope Swing In My Ring Of Fire Poem by John Sensele

Testing times beneath the grey sky
Where in despair I cry
Forever asking why

Priceless prizes that in my life draw near
My outstretched hand so eager
Alongside trumpets so clear

Long ago tore the dream
I held so dear in a stream
Where collaborators and benefactors working as a team

Enjoined me to go on
Praying for succor to visit my every bone
To sustain, maintain and retain the stamina that I thought long gone

In the midst of despair and disrepair
Within no ace of a credible repair
That I wailed it ain't fair

For sorrows to bring
Into my thorny life obstacles and hurdles in a string
Whose arrows in a row my flesh continue to sting

Although with each ounce of pain prick unrest
My body trembles and grumbles hoping for the best
To withstand and endure the poignant test

Sapping each iota of energy I dare save
In a prayer litany wave
As temptations in my ring of fire I shave

Endeavouring from impending calamity to swerve
As on tenterhooks my every nerve
Prays to sustain the fortitude verve

Assailing me till poisoned arrows let up
As I gulped hope, succor and strength from the cup
God in his omniscience, omnipotence and omnipresence landed in my lap.