CRAFTYC

SparkPoints
 

I Found My Poem!

Thursday, January 29, 2009

It's been missing for years, but I just found a copy of it tucked away in my file cabinet! It's a poem I wrote about 12 years ago while attending a ladies' Bible study. Wanted to share it. It is copywrited, so please do not use it without written permission. I hope you enjoy it!

Desert Wanderings
by (CraftyC)

Do you see him? Do you see who it is,
Coming up from the desert like a column of smoke?
He looks on the earth - and it trembles;
He touches the mountains and they smoke.
Ah - the king it is. The King - robed in glory and girded with strength!


Do you see her? Do you see who it is,
At the edge of the desert, ready to cross - unafraid?
Hot it is - her hat will shade her. Rocky it is - she wears strong shoes.
Dry it is - she carries a canteen. Dark it will be - she packs a light.
Prepared and sure of her strength, she can conquer the desert alone!

Who is this, wandering in the desert - lost?
The wind took her hat and filled the cistern with sand. No water.
Her shoes are worn out and the light is broken
Scratched by thorns and stung by scorpions, unable to find her way;
She searches for her beloved, she cries out to him.

Do you see her? Coming up from the desert - limping?
Wounded and weary, scarred and afraid?
Look - she leans on the arm of her beloved,
She rests in the comfort of his strength.
Beloved she is, and carried in the embrace of the King.


Do you see her - do you see another at the edge of the desert?
She has seen the desert before - and she is afraid.
She looks on the earth - and trembles.
She sees the mountains - and hasn’t the strength to climb them.
Darkness and terror surround her, but there is no turning back.

Do you see her? Do you see her step fearfully forward?
She has no map - which trail should she take?
She has no water - will there be spring or cistern ahead?
She has no shoes - her feet will bleed.
She has no lamp to light her way through the darkness.

Do you see him? Do you see who it is?
He quietly guides her on the path she must tread.
He gives her water - that she might not thirst again.
He carries her gently over the rocks and thorns.
Beloved she is, and carried in the embrace of the King.


Do you see her? Do you see another striding into the desert?
She looks on the earth - and is angry.
She touches the mountains - and hates their presence.
She has been given a map - but discards it.
She cannot trust the giver. She doesn’t want the gift.

Do you see her? Do you see her stomping her way across the rock?
Slogging through the sand, screaming at the wind?
Angry with he who sent her, why should she take another step?
She did nothing to deserve this desert -
She wants to return to her home - NOW!

Do you see him? Do you see what he is doing?
He builds barriers - the travelling is hard.
He fills the cistern and spring with sand - there is no water.
Dehydrated, exhausted and dying, she collapses in the sand.
Do you see her now? Beloved and carried in the embrace of the King.


Do you see Him? Do you see who it is?
It is he who causes the earth to tremble and the mountains to smoke.
Do you see what he is doing? Do you see what he has done?
He is preparing his beloved - he has given her great beauty.
Do you see the Bridegroom, bringing forth his bride?

© 1996
Share This Post With Others
Member Comments About This Blog Post
  • no profile photo CD3343212
    How lovely! emoticon
    4478 days ago
  • Add Your Comment to the Blog Post

    Log in to post a comment


    Disclaimer: Weight loss results will vary from person to person. No individual result should be seen as a typical result of following the SparkPeople program.