Ancient Battle

I am endlessly groping among these ancient ruins, Trying to dodge all these hedges and thorny vines strewn. I am searching for an ancient artifact, only aided by the moon. The night has now turned into a pensive day, Yet, amid this solemn lonely gloom, my day is still a day away. I am seeking under the sun, amid my pain, Trying not to come undone, for this is my refrain, Crying out to my Father, under the pouring rain. There is no end for me, to my mighty ceaseless praying. Why is this cruel fight, one so hard to make right? I am in this saying, “Father, end this nightmare, So I can start living my primeval day. No more night demons, so I can be forgiven today!” I close my eyes and crumble, dropping to my demise, Calling it quits, I’m sure I’ve lost the sacred prize. But my Mentor is wise, calling me up from the skies, Exhorting me He says, “It’s enough, I’ll compromise. I will save you, as you willingly, faithfully, humbly, sacrifice your life. Give it to me as a sign, and I will give you Mine. You’ve given your very best to pass this test, now I’ll bless you through all the rest.” So with sword and shield in hand, I yield to my Master’s command. Together we face this eminent battle land, As He clears the way through sordid foliage, and slipping sand. We now proceed straight forward, to a higher place. He is here now, where I finally behold His face! I feel His love and light, and know His full amazing grace! I now know what it means, to truly let go. We march on through the murky marsh, Searching for this sacred ancient place of grace. I know this artifact, is one of ancient design, a pearl of most exquisite white. A symbol of love, Spirit and holy light, Hidden deep down, well under ground. An ancient treasure of sacred worth, Serving as a sacred token portal, to return home from earth. Master, only with Thee will I go, for only Thy true great name saves. I’ll catch on and take hold of Thy soul, to never let go! On our Father’s Majesty, His right hand, Thou takes all godly control, to accomplish Thy perfect role. With newness of ways, we live in the promised and saving days. For now is the time of the great redeeming, the fulfilling of the ancient battle ablaze!