David
Stance of humble pride and fear’s courageousness
Exposed, yet covered in victory
Clothed yet bare of haughtiness
Bold, bearing all, revealing naught
Humble, hiding all, concealing nothing
Hands stong yet gentle
Hands created for both chaos and calm
Eyes blazing, gazing off into the abyss
Silently shouting
“Dear LORD, where else must I go,
who else must i conquer
to capture your heart?”
Chiquita Chiamaka Baity
The statue of David by Michelangelo
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