4 lipca 2014
Poem: Hamartia
Do I need to repeat bad mistakes
of judgment as the prodigal son?
Does shortcomings of Christianity
prevent me from having some fun?
Having a head filled with knowledge
and a restless spirit yearning to feel,
when I’m completely pulled unto Him,
how much of my true self is revealed?
Born into this earthly realm of sin,
I begin life already missing His mark;
falling short of divine perfection,
unto His voice alone I must hearken
to learn all of my spiritual lessons.
Aiming solely for His perfect will,
guarantees many, errant missteps
in acquiring Joy’s lasting thrill.
All of my personal gains are fleeting
and considered a loss before Christ;
only the gift of His Salvation is…
the worthwhile prize for eternal life.
Being found in Him alone, I’m covered
with His cloak of divine righteousness;
therefore, my fatal flaw is addressed
and hidden by Christ’s eternal holiness.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Rom 3:23; Phil 3:7-12
Hamartia: Fatal flaw leading to the downfall of a tragic hero or heroine
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
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