Why should surrender be as difficult
as lifting mountains, squeezing tears from stone?
Your Will is ocean, mine a grain of salt,
a speck of dust beneath Creation's throne,
a tissue-paper shield against a sword,
a cobweb chain to tie a running horse,
a whisper in the storm of God's own Word.
Yet I delude myself that I can force
events to fall out any way I choose,
pin all my hopes on plans that I have made
and curse the universe each time I lose!
I grab the sharpened edge and blame the blade
for cutting me. But oh, the world is tender
when I forget myself and learn surrender.
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Saturday, June 14, 2008
Surrender
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6 comments:
Beautiful. We do tend to get kind of high on the horse don't we. Have a great MM. :)
The whole problem with free will is that we often don't know when to just let it roam free so that we can be guided by someone other than ourselves.
Ah, now this is really lovely, and true, and worthy of repeating and rereading and remembering and rejoicing in :)
Ya Haqq!
Assalam-alaikam,
you have no idea how you're lovely words speak to me right now. I love the last two lines, they felt like a sigh almost.
I really enjoyed this, such a Surprise for Manic Monday!
The first and last lines could be mine! 'But oh, the world is tender
when I forget myself and learn surrender' is exquisite!
I think to surrender is one of those things that none of us are ever prepared to do. It takes a lot to admit you can't go on or do something any longer. Great piece.
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