2009
10.19
10.19
Who am I? Alive yet to die – a vanishing wind or mistaken whim?
What lies inside blood and bone beside – a spirit, a soul a voracious black hole?
A pawn to power to pass the short hour – self’s cruel elevation blocked mind to salvation?
Of universal soul emanation, that’s all. No uniqueness to see, a veiled reality?
Yearning to know whose likeness bestow? An icon of Him I’m not a whim.
Written by: Malia Rodriguez.
This is very good. ‘a pawn to power to pass the short hour’ is man’s eternal question stated beautifully. The phrases repeats in my mind wanting an answer. “No, I’m not a pawn!” or was I today?
No, you’re not a mistaken whim or a black hole, made in His Image you’re blessed.
Thank you for sharing, I look forward to reading more of your work.
Naomi,
I agree – Malia did a great job in phrasing this line about how we are not pawns just existing in life. You hit it right on when you mention man is created by his Creator. This is what is special about man – he is created perfectly and wonderfully.
I recently did a school project on Psalms 139:13-16. This text reads, “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”
Sometimes I don’t see myself as being created “wonderful.” But this text comforts me because it says God sees me as being created uniquely and special. As such, we are definitely not “pawns to pass the short hour” as Malia writes in her poem.
Great job Malia!
Sincerely,
Matt
Yeah…this is great. I agree totally. Life is what you make it. For me, the Creator is essentially the universe, which is in turn created by each individual person. But we are all a part of that intricate web. And that’s what makes it beautiful.
Great poem:)
Chelsie