Bondage

 

Hebrews 4:12 

12 For the word of God is living and active and sharper than any double-edged sword, piercing even to the point of dividing soul from spirit, and joints from marrow; it is able to judge the desires and thoughts of the heart.

 

Bondage

 

My soul surrounds my spirit now and forces me in bondage.

The influence my soul controls … alone to die in solace.

 

Jesus came to set me free from bondage to my soul

for that part fights and claws and thinks itself whole.

 

My body says it does not need to be delivered from whatever.

It pulls and tugs and drives my soul to forget about forever.

 

My spirit now in soul’s control … is dead but still is sensing

the Presence of The Holy Call that on death’s realm infringes.

 

The Ray of Light in darkness … that penetrates my being

and bypasses my body and soul as in their panic they’re fleeing.

 

The death that ruled and veiled my heart to dominate my desires,

is through repentance from it all … burned by Holy Fire.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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