The Lamb
It feels like mud
Whatever I’m trudging through,
It grabs hold of my feet
And I must confiscate them with every step
As I continue along my path.
Forest around me and sky above me
But I cannot stop to look,
I must trudge on and on and on
With this garment in my hand
Once a bright white
Now tarnished
by soot
and ash
and sin
So I must carry it until the end
So it might be clean.
Step after step after step
And I finally see it
What I have been marching for,
A tree
And on that tree is a lamb, nailed,
Gushing blood and water from its side
But it's not in pain
Or crying out
It is waiting.
As I approach I feel my eyes betray me
And tears stream down my cheeks
And I fall to my knees
I raise the cloth as I myself fall
And the blood catches it.
I feel it soak in it
And disappear from my hands
So I look up
And I see him.
There are no words.
He places the garment
Glistening once again
Upon me
And I collapse on his chest.
Not a moment passes and his arms are around me
Holding me
Protecting me
Consoling me.
About this poem
This poem is about my view on atonement and how I feel when I am seeking the Lord.
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Written on November 02, 2023
Submitted by kazoo_k on November 02, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,021 |
Words | 232 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 11, 9, 9, 1, 8 |
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