Selah
Swift the shuttle of this life
for hopeless breaths,
eyes closing for fear
of seeing
ears, covered for risk
of hearing
what will be known by
death; its crown or fire
that dons the ugly head
forever somewhere.
Be canopy of strength
love, beyond me
that should the cloud move,
I will no longer be.
“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle.
And are spent without hope.
Oh, remember that my life is a breath!
My eye will never again see good
The eye of him who sees me will
See me no more; Job 6:6-8
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Wonderful
Great job. So very well done. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for your read and comment.
Always appreciated.
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Powerful work!
I am amazed as a I read this. Powerful yet touching in my own opiniong. Glad you included the Bible verse. GREAT ONE!!
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You were struck by a moment of a verse that caught your spiritual peripheral vision. Only a glance, only a second, (the twinkling of an eye) and you had to write it down. Starting as on of the Psalms with Selah, this is David thousands of years removed. I realize you chose Job as the catalyst, but the piece is written as a Psalm. The last stanza relating to the brevity of life is original at least for this reader. I sense the cloud moving away from me. RC
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Hey there.
Almost like peering through a microscope, you studied this poetic specimen and found details that could have been missed. You brought the details, the suffrage and antiquity into interest. Yes...once again, the catalyst is most misunderstood Job, and the most expensive sacrifice 5th to Christ for revelation.
Thank you once again for a fantastic review!
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This is very powerful and thought provoking. The fear of the unknowns in death can be frightening. This is how I am interpreting this write, but please correct me if I am wrong. But there is a glimpse of hope here too. This is a nice write. Great job! Blessings, Patty
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Yes, Patty. You got it! Hope in the dark,more or less.
Thank you for reading and a good comment.
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