I’m Not The One To Ask

Ask me for directions my kids will tell you in a flash
Mom doesn’t know the way and can’t pay attention
It would be better not to even ask

But I can see eternity from here, I said with a sigh
It’s at the tip of your toes
And beyond the skies

You think you might need grow invisible wings
So you can soar like a bird
Above all useless things

That’s not the path where I found my way
But useless things were neon signs
And flashing arrows lit up the night as day

Every echo in my stone-deaf ears
Urged me stop toward this frenzied quest
I ignored its plea until it stripped me bare

Another voice I then discerned
A Holy Spirit not one of flattery
But one within my heart that burned

Sorrow, not of feigned persuasion
Met with forgiveness and cleansing balm
More than fortuitous, an exploding invasion

Directions, no I can only strive to tell
With words that fall when leave my lips
Its up to you to read the signs toward heaven or hell

But I will say once Heaven is found
No hell on earth will e’er divide
Jesus has a leash that holds Satan bound

Linking to dversepoets.com open link night and Napowrimo.net Day 30 (is that cheating?)

Today’s prompt is based on a prompt written by Jacqueline Saphra, and featured in this group of prompts published back in 2015 by The Poetry Society of the U.K. This prompt challenges you to write a poem in the form of a series of directions describing how a person should get to a particular place. It could be a real place, like your local park, or an imaginary or unreal place, like “the bottom of your heart,” or “where missing socks go.” Fill your poem with sensory details, and make them as wild or intimate as you like.

I think it is time for a break. Maybe…

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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11 Responses to I’m Not The One To Ask

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    I especially liked the second stanza – seeing eternity from your toes to beyond the skies.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ingrid says:

    I, too, am terrible at giving directions. I particularly loved your second stanza:

    But I can see eternity from here, I said with a sigh
    It’s at the tip of your toes
    And beyond the skies

    Who needs a map and compass?

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Beverly Crawford says:

    A strong poem of faith.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Mish says:

    I can get lost anywhere and directions are lost on me. Faith is easier to find, most times.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Grace says:

    Your faith is strong and that is a good thing. Thanks for sharing.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. I think that we have to allow ourselves to be a little lost sometimes… to find you have seek

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