Ordinarily I don’t publish so much poetry at Theoria-press, and instead try to provide mostly essays with an odd poem or sonnet occasionally interspersed among them.
This one I really like because it is more with what I seem to be dealing with if you know what I mean…. I am past all the romance and poems of people in love and now just sort of toiling towards the end. If we likened our journey here to a marathon ( and I like that better than a race cause a race makes you think of only one winner ) but a marathon is much more grueling and in my early years I did run marathons. I would train everyday in every way watch what I ate get good sleep stretch etc and my first marathon was in my home town so I ran the whole course twice so I knew I could do it before the actual day. The knowledge that it is do -able is a great encouragement cause towards then end no matter how many you run there’s that thought - I can’t do it. Why do I even want to? This is just too hard? I think our journey here is a lot like that towards the end we are just plain tired and sort of want it to just be over, all our efforts seem to have come to nothing except wrinkles. You sure can’t take any riches with you even if you have them they are worth nothing in Eternity. It is only our pure soul and desire for God or like the very beginning - the joy of running, or the desire to seek God! Have a great day my friend. I have kept that joy in my heart and more than anything I want to see God.
I see what you mean, but in the end, we can turn anything into an idol by loving it the wrong way and, conversely, carry forward the deification of the cosmos through loving it rightly. Wherever love exists, it is of God, even if we only see "through a glass, darkly." Thank you for your comments, Holly, which never fail to bring a smile to my face.
Humbled. Thank you Max
This one I really like because it is more with what I seem to be dealing with if you know what I mean…. I am past all the romance and poems of people in love and now just sort of toiling towards the end. If we likened our journey here to a marathon ( and I like that better than a race cause a race makes you think of only one winner ) but a marathon is much more grueling and in my early years I did run marathons. I would train everyday in every way watch what I ate get good sleep stretch etc and my first marathon was in my home town so I ran the whole course twice so I knew I could do it before the actual day. The knowledge that it is do -able is a great encouragement cause towards then end no matter how many you run there’s that thought - I can’t do it. Why do I even want to? This is just too hard? I think our journey here is a lot like that towards the end we are just plain tired and sort of want it to just be over, all our efforts seem to have come to nothing except wrinkles. You sure can’t take any riches with you even if you have them they are worth nothing in Eternity. It is only our pure soul and desire for God or like the very beginning - the joy of running, or the desire to seek God! Have a great day my friend. I have kept that joy in my heart and more than anything I want to see God.
I see what you mean, but in the end, we can turn anything into an idol by loving it the wrong way and, conversely, carry forward the deification of the cosmos through loving it rightly. Wherever love exists, it is of God, even if we only see "through a glass, darkly." Thank you for your comments, Holly, which never fail to bring a smile to my face.
Dear writer of this right and righteous written word; your works work me;
My dear delight, do please know that I know that this wont end badly if I hit send;
For your love labours loving love rightly, and by your will; and for,-
You grasp our mind, and are the kind of writer a writer must find.
<[Max, you do you know writing isn’t a competition? (you have won btw)]>
-Love,
Jon Moss: Theoretical Conceptual Polymath | Prosocial Visionary | CEO of Humanity’s Out-group
Thank you for the comment and for the flattering words.