The Quest Poem by Denis Martindale

The Quest



I dreamt a dream like none before.
It stirred my very soul!
It started with an open door
Through which I chose to stroll.
Then, once inside, that room beyond,
My heart was filled with fear!
Yet how else could my heart respond?
I sensed that God was here!

Then, suddenly, I heard Him speak
As He called out my name...
I trembled and my legs grew weak.
My conscience brought me shame.
'Fear not! ' He said, 'We meet this night
To put you on a quest! '
'What for? ' I asked without delight...
No way did I feel blessed!

'You've prayed a lot! ' the Lord replied.
'A woman you desire! '
I've heard you when you've sighed and sighed!
Yes, you're quite a sigher!
Your quest, My son, is search and find
One woman for your wife!
One woman with a holy mind
To live with all your life! '

Then God was gone and I awoke,
Still trembling, scared to death!
Wondering, was this just a joke?
Or Christ from Nazareth! ?
Somehow I sensed God had a plan,
A sacred destiny.
That morning came and so began
The quest God meant for me...

I walked across the years ahead...
My youth then passed me by...
In middle age, and still not wed,
I humbly wondered why.
No woman with a holy mind,
Obedient to God's Laws.
I tested them, but couldn't find
A female without flaws.

I prayed to God, 'I've failed, my Lord!
No woman cares for me...
No woman's love is my reward
To share eternally...'
Then old age came and Death approached,
'How goes your noble quest? '
'Be still! ' rebuked the Holy Ghost...
'I know he did his best...'

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