Meek Moments
Thinking strength, resilience
Begins with hard hearts, roughness
Toughness that silences the hopes,
The dreams, the beautiful – the grace
Miracles on display in the glistening
Glittering parades, stardust
Whispers planted on the oceans
Sapphire shadows, skies alive with the
Floating halos, angel’s flying
There beneath the moon’s glow
Or is it only the music of flickering
Legends, wishes standing firm
Beneath the beckoning soul of a moon
Who knows that the tough, the strong
Are so very wrong…
Thinking strength comes from stone cold,
Hard hearts…
Even the stars know that the beautiful,
The soft and fragile, the falling
Become the most powerful promise,
The wish that inspires the others,
Who know that strength comes to the hope
Whose muscle is nourished by a frailty,
A flaw who remembers to grow braver,
Stronger, more powerful… because it has faced
The limitations, the infirmity, the imperfection
The softest heart often brings victory
To those who remember to listen to the way
Hope hears the gentle in grace and faith,
Love hears the potential in the most humble thanks
The meek become the strongest of all…
Saving the world from the darkness, the fall
Matthew 11:29 (KJV) “Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.”
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