Possibly A Poema
You who want me dead
and often try instead.
Do you realize it’s been twenty years now?
off and on?
Have you ever thought that it’s just not time?
Time for me to go?
After all your tries I still pass by.
Seriously, just think.
Think of all the times.
How many is it now?
Eight? Nine?
Times that you’ve tried and I’m still here.
You sure make for great storytelling.
You must not know the things I know?
The ONE who’s by my side.
I dreamt all this in the nineties.
Before you ever knew me,
I knew you.
And…
In my dream
You were just a small white horse.
The Great Green Eyed Lion behind me,
HE saw you.
Saw that you wished me harm.
Then out from behind me HE came.
Came for you.
HE was angry with you
but delighted in me.
HE swallowed you whole.
Before I ever knew you,
you were already defeated.
Like pharaoh’s army,
The depths will cover you.
I’d turn back now.
This is a pivotal spot for you.
These things I know.
It’s not wishful thinking.
HE told me.
For me not to worry.
And I don’t.
And you don’t have to worry about me.
Yet you do.
The time has finally come.
For life to start again.
My life that is.
Yours too.
If you so choose.
Therefore…
These things I hope you’ll heed.
These things I know you’ll read.
And just like a tree,
planted by the waters
I shall not be moved.
Jeremiah 17:7-8 • Psalm 1:3
Psalm 16:8 • Psalm 62:6
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