"Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall, but those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles"

(Isaiah 40:30-31).

Upward in flight for no real reason
the air, sky, and wind as companions

The bird gathered strength and pulled
a lone voice with tepid stare

Then soared a strengthened Falcon

Feathered wings of prayer with more
over the earth, from mountain seam to creased ridges

He circled and spread his wings
circles and boxes of motion in
winds of hope and not despair

Mindful of life’s tragedies that bring me to my knees
to tell me what I am made of
a man of steel, wood, or shattered glass?

But I am truly blessed to know of my wife’s love
and a grateful nation
In wind, my heart is swept clean

Like a lone falcon in search of self
a great bird soaring high above
Viewed into a tiny dot

I looked up to renew my strength
in the midst of my weary, tearful pilgrimage
I exchange—

God's infinite strength for my finite weakness


Copyright © 2007 by Myles Saulibio