Oft times nestle?
Or sometimes wrestle?
A broken vessel?
Not feeling very special?
Run to God, He’s your trestle
Tanka/Rhyme
Tag: saint
Tears of Regret
Above,
Soft voice speaks:
“Saint, why are you crying?”
“My heart has been wounded today
I’m hurt”
I say.
“Ah, tis so I see”
Says He from high above.
“Why is your armor in your closet
Today?”
“Forgot”
I reply shamefully,
Hanging my head in woe.
“I was in a hurry and had places
To go”.
“I see”
Says He from high,
“ Your mind and body was
Unprotected from the enemy’s wiles
And so,
He had
Access to harm
You. Dear Saint always be
Aware and your armor to wear
Each day”
Crown Cinquain/Dialogue
