Friday, June 1, 2012

Imprisonment

I found my soul imprisoned today
Away from Your light and Your grace
My ego's good intentions
Wove shackles I hadn't traced

My mind often drifted in prayer
Joy slowly stopped intervening
As the light of compassion dimmed
My service lost much of its meaning

The insideous webs of blame
And judgement's encroaching presence
Forced all meaning from my pain
All growth drained out of its essence

But now that I've found it again
I pray for Your aid and assistance
To build a new prison with walls and guards
Against my ego's insistence

Set free my glorious soul
Let it fly on the wings of Your love
And never again let it fall victim
To the dross which saddened Noah's dove



3 comments:

Soha said...

I really like this one, Shira - it really speaks to me.

Kevin said...

what a description - thank you!

Amgad said...

love the rhyming... and the rhythm of the words... Soha is right: this poem speaks.