Temptation of Christ (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I have been my forty days in the wilderness
Felt his breath so soft and warm against my cheek
Urging me to offerings, bidding that I speak
Of things forgotten, things secret and things lost
But my words are parched, my throat it is too dry
From so many days under unrelenting sky
It seems he’s chosen badly
It seems indeed that I
Am too desolate to try
My understanding weak and my intellect’s too cold
For even desert sun to find its warmth in me
I carry my own shackles, they will not set me free
From my memories, my choices and their cost
I am but a simple beggar waiting on a distant lord
For but the merest glance or a single, kindly word
But it seems I swore my fealty
Upon a broken sword
So I’m ignored
And still his whispered words breathe temptation to my soul
He speaks now of a path, still allowed to me
The riches of the world as far as I can see
Things we’ve desired, things we’ve coveted the most
And I’ve already lost all my hope that I’d be saved
He says it fits me well, just behave as I’d behave
Just to be his dancing fool
On this road of gold he’s paved
To my grave
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
No, no, no. This sounds too awful to contemplate. Do you think if we hear nothing we are ignored? I hope this is make-believe. Then it’s merely thoughtful and beautifully written.x
It isn’t anything but a play with words and concepts so don’t worry – the first verse came to me out of a dream as I woke this morning… it isn’t about me, or even about the actual temptation of Christ…it’s just some thoughts that someone in that state of mind might have… 🙂
Phew! Well, it’s magnificent then! I’ve had mornings like that when your head just ‘knows’ something from dream and it’s just so right. Keep on dreaming then. 🙂 x
I will, thank you!! 🙂
Well done, but I agree that there is more good than evil and that even the bad have something pure in their heart. enjoyed the read. Barb
I think the real message under the poem (though it kind of came to me unbidden so I didn’t consciously set out to write any particular outcome at all) was that the person concerned would ultimately reject the temptation – realised that it was worthless, and embrace something better, but that it is into desolation that temptation tends to sneak and so it is there that we find the struggle… 🙂
Praise God, He was about His Father’s business, nothing could take His eye off of that…..Victorious. 🙂
Very much so, and I think the person in the poem would ultimately be redeemed too, just reflecting the struggle of desolation and loss. 🙂
I was just reading it again…..your work is just sooo good, Helen. I can’t get over it. I am proud to know you.
And I’m proud to know you too! Thanks so much dear Sis!! 🙂 🙂 xxx
I love this so much! Beautifully written 🙂
Thank you so much! 🙂 🙂