i am weedy, foolish and pathetic
a walking humungous fleck
confined unwillingly in this
vast laborious orbiting cubicle
out of a man’s rib i was
daintily molded but where
was my spirit made?
i am what they say the most
significant product of a
majestically perfected craft
by the ingress of enmity i stand to know
do you think my good judgment
would understand my predicament?
or will i ever come to understand
that underneath all the hardships
are His intangible promise of
infinite bliss
wtritten 10/23/2002
Deep and thought-provoking. I like this: "confined unwillingly in this vast laborious orbiting cubicle" Great work. Pat