The Warrior was a poet
and through the years he came to treasure
words more than wars
sonnets more than scars.
Though he was renowned for
his prowess with a sword,
it was his words that would live forevermore.
He slew his giant
because he was reliant
on God's strength not his own.
And though it took many years
and though he endured many tears
eventually he
fulfilled his destiny
and he sat upon the Throne...
But through it all he never quit
writing words of worship.
He never ceased wanting
his God to be known.....
Luv this poem :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much! I'm enjoying your poetry too!
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