Acrid, dense smoke pierced
eyes swollen from exhaustion.
Each breath burned like fire and
took twice as much effort to push
in and out of the body.
Another battle won, yet
victory is not
as sweet as when younger
lips enjoyed it.
Still victory was had.
Looking to the left…darkness
to the right…darkness
Everywhere…darkness.
How can we take it?
The Dark One does not rest.
He revels in our weakness
using it to pull us away
from our Savior.
The battles weaken us and
He moves in to tempt
showing us the easy path
to take.
Clever to be sure,
his generosity
is abundant.
Humans cannot resist
for they are weak in their
own strength.
Truths spin through her
mind trying to find root.
Exhaustion and pain make it
difficult for them to find purchase.
“Not more than you can handle…”
“Will not be tempted…”
“Plans to prosper you…”
What…
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