The path is narrow,
trecherous,
crowded by brambles,
crowded by thorns.
It looks familiar,
as if I’ve travelled it before.
The brambles reach out,
entangling my feet.
The thorns stretch forth,
lacerating my hands,
my arms,
my face.
But still I go on.
The path turns left,
as it’s done before.
I trip over a root,
as I’ve done before.
And there,
coagulating in the dust,
a droplet of blood.
Who’s blood is this?
I wonder.
No answer.
So,
I go on as before.
The path turns left,
as it’s done before.
More brambles,
more thorns,
more blood on the path.
More than before.
Fresh red droplets,
commingling with those dropped before.
Whose blood is this?
I wonder,
just as before.
Yet still no answer,
Stumbling,
I go on as before.
The path turns left,
as it’s done before.
More brambles,
more thorns.
Here’s a root,
tripping me like before.
More blood in the dust,
much more than before.
Again I wonder,
Whose blood is this?
No answer.
Just like before.
Staggering,
I go on as before.
The path turns left,
as its done before.
It all looks familar,
as if I’ve travelled it before.
The brambles,
the thorns,
the root like before.
More blood in the dust,
far more than before.
Whose blood is this?
I am growing … tired.
Dan,
First of all, nice poem. I don’t give that compliment out too freely. I’m not a big fan of modern poetry (Shakespeare, Byron, and R. Browning would be more my style and preference… of course Milton too, among others!).
But, it sounds like you are a bit (quite a bit?!?) discouraged. Worn out, from the fight of faith, the walk of life. Am I reading it right?
The verses that came to mind are from Mark 4:1-20, the Parable of the Sower. I’m not sending these verses to suggest any thing other then the Bible would call things like thorns that are tripping you up something: “the cares of the world and the deceitfulness of riches and the desires for other things”. (vs 19)
That verse goes in to say that it chokes the word.
I know that you are a man given to much study of the word. I would encourage you to keep it up. It will prove fruitful. God’s grace that has been there to help you study and apply the Word in the past is the same grace that will help you through discouraging times.
Praying for you!
By: ~M on April 25, 2008
at 2:25 pm
Somehow i missed the point. Probably lost in translation
Anyway … nice blog to visit.
cheers, Loader.
By: Loader on June 19, 2008
at 6:08 am
Quoth the raven, nevermore.
By: Fine Girl on July 28, 2008
at 3:38 am
It was very Poesque, was it not cousin?
By: ianmcleod on July 28, 2008
at 9:20 am