Step by step I’m elevated higher
climbing the staircase of works.
Its existence proven in the evidence
of the trail I’ve left behind me.
The sensation is one these words could do no justice,
a bounce in my step as I continue to climb.
“But where are my friends and family?”
They do not follow this staircase of mine.
“Why am I all alone?”
I wonder as I look around
and realize as the earth itself nears,
I’d never left the ground.
My bulging pockets give me away
I’m exposed in my act of betrayal
For I thought I was the ship,
the wind, and even sail.
But you are one to rejuvenate.
The weight at my ankles…
The rip at my pockets…
and now I move more freely.
Looking to the sky,
to the place I thought I was
I’m thankful that you pulled me down
as I see the casualties above!
Though not out of the fight
You’ve shown me who I face
equipped for what’s to come
the sword not sheathed in place.
As your hand places it in mine
and I tremble and whimper at your sight
you send encouragement to my heart
the Holy Spirit and His might.
Forever thankful, forever blessed
Eternal life, after this test.
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