Thursday, August 07, 2008

A WARRIOR'S LAMENT (By: j.v.potocny)



I kneel before thee
Upon bended knee
My battle axe rusts upon a tree
The Steed that served me well
Now runs free and frail
He served us both with grace and might
Let him rest well each night
There is no deadly mace
That you can see before my face
Gone is my shield which I cannot hold
All that is before you is my sword and face
I have stood tall in all battles
With You I have won and battles song sung
Many with scars some with none
Since a child I have fought the fight
Now I wish for it to end this night
My strength is dried up and gone
No longer does exist that fierce warrior in me
I long to face only Thee
This battle I am in is lost and so am I
So before You I am on bended knee
Prostrate would I lay
But this body is to broken and brittle this day
So I lay before you all I have left
Worn, beaten, yearning, to you I give my soul
No longer in the dust of battle let me roam
I await You and Your Hand to take me in your time
I pray Thee take ME HOME
In Your Name Amen.

Joe

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Where are you finding these?
I really hate to cry at work.
Love

Anonymous said...

anonymous.

I did not find this, I wrote it. It is how I feel at this point on this journey that I want over. Thank you for taking time to care.

Joe

Anonymous said...

Hi Joe:
I'm loving your website. You are doing a marvelous job with it.
I wanted to thank you for helping others on this journey we're on.
I know a lot of caregivers appreciate reading what their loved one is possibly going through, and can't tell them.

Hugs and enjoy each day!
Mary
www.simplesite.com/mothermary