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Awaiting My Rescue

29 Mar

I close my eyes to see You washing your hands

I watch the water flow    drip  ping

drip   drip   dropping.

 

My mind creaks      swaying back and forth.

I have to balance myself from completely falling.

 

I ask again      Your forgiveness,

Your understanding   the sincerity     of my last profession:

 

Rejecting ill will       rejoicing accomplishment

without anticipation of reward.

 

Discarding  the cloak and dark shades of truth I have used;

Rejecting reality as anything only visible.

 

I will accept

 all existence      as unparalleled.

 

 

I beg that was not me

drip     drip      dripping.

 

 

let it be my flaws, 

elongated,

heavy with guilt, thinned translucent   

 

in a pool of rippling forgiven sins.

I kneel beneath this water

 

with the joy of revelation, after sadness,

facing a destiny unresolved.

I bow in humility      awaiting my rescue.

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Posted by on March 29, 2015 in Beginnings, Lent, New light/New life, Poverty, Spiritual

 

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20 responses to “Awaiting My Rescue

  1. Sanaa

    April 3, 2015 at 6:01 pm

    This is very powerful and intriguing.. Sir 🙂

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  2. Myrna

    April 1, 2015 at 2:02 pm

    This is a powerful and beautiful poem. I think it’s one of your best. I like the water dripping and the painful honesty in this. Lovely.

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  3. Loredana Donovan

    April 1, 2015 at 7:50 am

    Yes, forgiveness cleanses all sins like purifying water ~ a nice metaphor.

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  4. Grace

    March 31, 2015 at 8:14 pm

    Nice, I admire that ending ~

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  5. Gillena Cox

    March 31, 2015 at 2:51 pm

    luv this write of humility, and recognition of the human spirit; have a happy holy week

    happy you dropped by my Sunday Lime; i have also a Monday meme do drop by some Monday
    and link to Monday WRites
    http://myblog-verses.blogspot.com/

    much love…

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  6. Jennifer Wagner

    March 31, 2015 at 12:15 pm

    I really like your opening stanza, ZQ. May you receive rescue and the accompanying peace!

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  7. Gabriella

    March 31, 2015 at 12:15 pm

    I like the way your layout emphasizes the meaning.

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  8. gailatthefarm

    March 30, 2015 at 11:38 pm

    The drops of water could be the healing of the old going away…wonderfully written.

    Thanks for visiting and for your kind comments.

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  9. dabrnone

    March 30, 2015 at 5:16 pm

    as you await your rescue….I hope you find your release….such a heartfelt plea you have made…

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  10. kaykuala h

    March 30, 2015 at 11:07 am

    facing a destiny unresolved.
    I bow in humility awaiting my rescue.

    A great ending ZQ! One feels for the tortured soul.A sincere plea has a way of getting sympathy on its side!

    Hank

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  11. totomai

    March 29, 2015 at 6:46 pm

    A sincere plea for forgiveness is will easily be granted.

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  12. Donna@Living From Happiness

    March 29, 2015 at 5:18 pm

    Water can be both healing and like tears dripping….I really loved this ZQ.

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  13. Sherry Marr

    March 29, 2015 at 3:42 pm

    My friend, it seems both of our psyches were reflecting this week. My poem has similar reflections. I most love your closing: “I kneel beneath this water with the joy of revelation, after sadness,
    facing a destiny unresolved.
    I bow in humility awaiting my rescue.”

    A very deep write this week, ZQ. Our minds are a bit bathed in blue at the moment, it appears.

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  14. Sumana Roy

    March 29, 2015 at 1:56 pm

    “I bow in humility awaiting my rescue”………could feel the hidden tears…a beautiful poem ZQ…

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  15. Poppy

    March 29, 2015 at 1:51 pm

    Waiting for those vital words from another can seem like forever. Between droplets of water, the intensity of time liquifies your soul. Intriguing.

    Poppy

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  16. Nataša Dolenc

    March 29, 2015 at 1:15 pm

    love the way you describe the feeling and how you end the poem.

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  17. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    March 29, 2015 at 12:11 pm

    The strength of the water dropping added an aura of relentlessness that I found most intriguing.

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  18. Jae Rose

    March 29, 2015 at 9:46 am

    What a wonderful dialogue…such questions…never easy huh!

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  19. Sanaa

    March 29, 2015 at 9:19 am

    Very honest and sincere….a reflection of your poetic nature 🙂
    xoxo

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  20. Mary

    March 29, 2015 at 9:05 am

    What an honest, heart-felt plea this is, ZQ!

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