“... In all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.” (Rm.8: 37)
Despite the boldness of the sun´s rays
Suffering blurs the creatures´ vision
In the darkness, the horizont they gaze
Dawn, by captivity, is allowed no provision.
From down the cell, mortality holds life by fears
Death stands raping, sowing and reaping as hope is gone
While the Hidden One, found guilty of all tears
Outside, enfolded in a shroud of disbelief, waits on.
Yet, down the den, the slave sighs and whispers take wing
The barren begets mighty warrior - dreams ignite
The beast is hurled through the bars, by her offspring
Darkness has brought forth the sons of the light.
Life, unconquerable, holds the pull of eternity
Frailty, under its orders, survives the attack of mortality.
Obed: Excellent thooughts and words of God. A great write. Keep up the good work. Lynn
You are an ingrained lover of God and his creature, obed. Your thoughtfulness of life, love and human frailties is apparent in this profound write.
Lines written in deep thoughts, beautifully structured, logical as well as meaningful imagery.What's more it has a lovely theme - Love is unconquerable, God is Love, Love is God. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, love the idea.10+++