T.S. Elliot

Circling words like a lion it's prey,

Yet leaving before they're touched.

Betraying the lies of the world,

Exposing the lostness of man,

Always showing, never telling,

the absolute absence of hope on earth.

Finding hope and finding the Savior,

Exposing abandoned for two long years,

Returning with a new way of writing.

The choice between two fires,

The fire of hell or the fire of the Holy Spirit.

Still circling, still leaving before the battle's won,

always leaving the decision to others.

Showing still, exposing more,

Yet showing more than before.

Not just the absolute absence of hope on earth,

But hope in the form of God on earth,

Stable in the lostness

Safe in its fortress

T.S. Elliot.

Beth Anne's Poetry