Beyond My Sight... Poem by Trevor Schulte

Time slips away as I live on.
So many countless days spent
doing what I thought to be good.
Why oh why couldn't these days
be spent doing something that would outlast it.
Why couldn't my mouth emit
words that showed my spirit's depth.
These hidden secrets that weighed my heart
have not seen another soul
due to my arrogance that has blinded more than just my eyes.
My mute mouth mumbles a mutilating message that stills
fallen feelings of failure from furthering a fellow's faith.
Hollowed-hope, worthless, brokenness
define my existence in my own eyes.
Yet, beyond my mere mortal soul
I see a power that considers me whole.
A Love that dares not see a life of destruction
but pictures a simple step that has yet to be finished.
A Promise that fills my hollowed-hope,
A Life that has paid for my worthless creation,
and a Maker that pieces my brokenness
into a bettered-mold that can now resemble something better
than I have ever seen.
I could not think of a better story
that has made my life serene.