Soul and Body

Falter

By: the iHope Poet

"Awake, and Rise!"

The angels cry;

and though I try to stand,

my mortal frame gives way to sleep,

I cannot lift my head.

The time has come

and so they beckon

those who long to bless.

My heart's so willing, yet I'm weak

in matters of the flesh.

My head will bow

without its strength,

that's when I plead for grace.

Vision falters, legs collapse,

But I'll still seek His face.