Once more her deceptive beauty calls,
As I stand shaken and bruised.
Sweet oblivion she promises me,
Assuring me of her refuge.
Her plea is the same as from ages past,
As she subtly speaks my name
Here is the sanctuary I’ve promised you,
Away from the hurt and shame.
“Distance yourself from pain and fear,
Curl up where it’s safe to hide.
Cut yourself off from worry and doubt,
Lock yourself up inside.”
Beckoning sweetly she calls out my name,
Why do you hesitate, you’ve been here before,
Why choose the agony of feeling again,
When only I offer hope to the poor?
Standing, shivering, I gaze in her face,
Her eyes are dark welcoming pools,
Her arms open wide to welcome me inside,
Away from the world that’s so cruel.
Why do I hesitate? I take the first step,
“Inside it is peaceful and warm."
When a hand holds me back and whispers to me,
“I will help you to weather the storm.”
“For you I suffered, I bled and I died
I gave of myself this great gift.
Not so you could avoid all the pain,
But for you to ultimately live.”
Weary, cold and fearful I stand,
And dare to look into His face.
No false beauty awaits my eyes,
But instead the magnificence of grace.
Turning, I hold tightly to Him,
He brushes my brow with a Kiss.
His nail scarred hands gently carry me
Away from the edge of the abyss.
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I really enjoyed this! I could imagine it being me who was ready to give up! Aren't we glad we have a Savior who will carry us away, if we will reach out?
Deep, full of feeling, hopeful in the end ... and the lines flow very nicely. It was a very nice poem. I read the Abyss 1 and really missed the turning point where you find rest and hope in Christ. I was glad to see it expressed so clearly in this one! God bless and give you peace and joy! Donna
