70 Times 7

70 Times 7

A Poem by Jeff Bresee

Never give up


Unto what shall I liken

my struggle filled walk in life?

Unto a breath without air,

gasping and grasping

for that which I can clearly see,

and ever try to be,

but like unto the shining stars

of heaven’s glory above -

lies as it would seem

high above my reach.


Yet my hands are stretched heavenward.


Unto what shall I compare

the hope which I have for change?

To the light of sun above the storm

breaking through betimes

with the brilliance of gleam,

and a glimpse of the dream,

but even as the delicate flower

of the desert plain -

it withers and returns to the ground

hidden once again from view.


Yet my faith awaits the rains of spring.


And what likeness

portrays my will to go on?

The waves of the wind driven sea

ever striving to come ashore

yet each time falling back,

for gravity they lack,

but like the shimmering beauty

of the freshly fallen snow -

though it turns to grey and melts away,

yet is destined to come again.


So also am I resolved

to return in the season,

and never surrender…

until seventy times seven.

© 2020 Jeff Bresee

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Added on January 12, 2020
Last Updated on January 12, 2020
Tags: determination, perserverence


Jeff Bresee
Jeff Bresee

Dallas, TX

I love to write poetry and then turn it into songs. I am a singer/songwriter for Weathered Pages, a Fort Worth, Texas based music charity. Check us out at www.weatheredpages.com And I hope you .. more..