Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  



The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!



 
Poetry PLEASE ENCOURAGE THE AUTHOR BY COMMENTING

  LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE   SEND A PRIVATE MESSAGE
  HIRE THIS WRITER
REPORT ARTICLE

 TRACK THIS AUTHOR ADD TO MY FAVORITES
corner
What's New
 
corner
 
Eccles Lamentations: the weary
by wil Twynstra
06/01/05
For Sale
Author requests article critique


  Mail
 





This is a fairly heavy poem in terms of content. First, I would like to say that I drew my inspiration for this from reading Ecclesiastes. I have written a series of poems that are dedicated to the feeling and flow of this book. I will post new material every now and then, but just to reassure you, they are not all as dark as this one. The overall theme is one that goes from despair to hope. This just happens to be one of the works at the beginning. The overall work is not completed yet so this is how I will post them.


Eccles Lamentations: the weary

Oh I lift my weary hand again
For what, why, who?
For me
For this
For this time
For this last time?
Will my breath last longer
Than the beating of my heart?
Oh I lift my weary eyes for answers
But the static and the silence
Of the world drowns
My dreams
My thoughts
My wisdom…
What are all these worth,
That I would sell them for a penny
To guarantee tomorrow
that I would not drown with them,
In the desperation of the world.
My dreams are not my own
My thoughts are recycled flashes
My wisdom the least of all!
For there is nothing new, under the sun.
Only the wrinkles and the worry
Which imprint themselves
On my brow
and tell the truth regarding
My soul…
…even this strand of thought
has been thought before,
I have waited in the line
With countless, faceless others.
Dreading the echo of all our steps.
Who will remember me?
And will those who have forgotten me
Be forgotten in time as well?
It is true the wind blows
It is true that rain falls
It is true that streams flow
To a larger waters’ call.
And that the moon will follow the sun
But my weary name,
My pain
My weary hands and eyes
Will carry on no further
Than the weary world allows
For my burdens are a heavy load
And not even the earth desires
To lift them through the ages
For the scholars of tomorrow
To read them on wisdom’s pages.
For all things under the sun,
Have been done
And done again in times to come,
So why should I cry out
For my soul to be
Beyond it all?
When the truth of this world
Burdens the strongest man,
Tripping him,
and making him
too weak to even crawl.





If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW

Read more articles by wil Twynstra or search for articles on the same topic or others.


Read More - Free Reprints, Main Site Articles, Most Read Articles or highly acclaimed Challenge Articles. Read Great New Release Christian Books for FREE in our Free Reads for Reviews Program. Christian writers can JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and help spread the Gospel.


The opinions expressed by authors do not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.

Hire a Christian Writer, Christian Writer Wanted, Christian Writer Needed, Christian Content Needed
Find a Christian Editor, Hire a Christian Editor, Christian Editor, Find a Christian Writer
 
corner
Corner
This article has been read 393 times     < Previous | Next >


Member Comments
Member Date




TRUST JESUS TODAY











Free Audio Bible
500 Plus Languages
Faith Comes By Hearing.com