"willth" poems
The tempter tempting me with temptations
My weak flash willth to give heed
but my willing spirit says, test not
M y body grow worry and tired
I went to fall and let go
but my willing spirit says move on
My body screams pain and pain and all pain
My body says let go soldier
but my willing spirit says pain is weakness living the body
My feet and arms grow worry from work
My weak flash says it alright to stop
But I can’t
My willing sprit will not let me
for the task is not finished
My body says rest and sleep
enjoy and consent not thy duties
But my eyes close not foe sleep or rest
For the willing in me says to me
the duty is not complete
nor the journey ended
All roads closed, all light out
I find not the way before my eyes
But my willing spirit sayth
there lays the way
For it is not the presences of a weak flesh
that will lead to failure
but rather the absences of a willing spirit
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 12:19 PM UTC