At the sacred Oaks of Mamre

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At the sacred oak of Mamre,

The sunset’s red and gold

The glowing ball having burned brightly

Takes its break ‘til tomorrow

Underneath these consecrated trees I wait

For the answers to come to me

They had promised they would be here

And in the harsh cold, my wishes, still pending

The footsteps passing by are countless,

And as the orange skies turn dark,

Stranger’s eyes give a pitiful glare,

They know how long I have been sat here

As three men walk towards me

I raise red hollow eyes to receive them

Their gaze so engaging,

Like spears, piercing my heavy heart

Pass me not O’ gentle Saviour

Hear the weeping of my silent heart

For now words have failed me

But tears hardly ever, each drop, deafeningly speaking ten

One takes my calloused hands, resting it in his

“Your time is not now”

His glowing eyes do speak

"But it comes soon, you are a seed on fertile ground"

Once, on my long road to Damascus,

I had received a revelation,

My life had been given purpose

My days to be lived with direction

But my blinded eyes were never opened

And I was led on the wrong path

In a life of blissful ignorance I continued

This route was very well with me, a wide street so boisterous

Oblivious of its dead end

Robbed and beaten

I crawled to the sacred garden, Gethsemane

On knees so sore and bruised

I surrendered

The control-versy battle done

And the true Warrior has won

Now captive to His will,

I have willingly faced my crucifixion

Receiving life anew

Blinded eyes now open, amazing grace sought after me

And found me

Victory marches round Jericho

A slingshot towards Goliath

Backfire in my own strength

Enemy walls stand tall without my Ally

At the sacred oaks of Mamre,

I collect my jars to be filled with oil

The smell of rain to end the famine

Uncertainty is turned to faith

Three Men walk to me,

Lifting up weary eyes to observe them

One takes my calloused hand and says,

“This is not time to pitch up a tent, follow us to Sodom, there are lost souls to save”

~A tale of self-righteousness~

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