Weakness

            All flesh is grass, says the Word

            It withers and dries, only to be cast in fire

            Earthly pomp is illusion

            Powerlessness our native state

            Yet, we strive, we wrest and struggle

            Thinking only of our gain.

            What of strength?  What of beauty?

            Surely these don’t pass away?

            Sadly, there is no quarter

            All fall under the axe of time.

            Yet, our weakness is strength,

            Focused through the proper lens

            “I am with you, I am with you”

            Says the Lamb of Calvary.

            What is life but tribulation?

            All seems such futility

            Yet in Him all is glory

            Offered to the Perfect One.

           

            -S.E.S.

            Trinity, 2018