Poem: What I Was Seeking
Author: Jake Mousel
Date: 9/3/2003
Note: This is a poem, a sestina, written by my friend Jake and I’ve decided to post it here. I hope y’all enjoy it.
I asked myself “What is there?”
as I sought some significance in this life
lived under the sun,
any accomplishment before I die
leaving all this busyness
of which there is no lack
My tendency to slack
was always there.
I drifted in my laziness
never interacting with this given life.
With no reason not to die
I found myself looking at the Son.
And it was in the Son
of God that I found myself lacking,
deserving only to die.
Yet it was also there
that I found the promises of His life
and of His kindness
It’s not my own righteousness
but that of the Son
in whom I have my life,
in whom I have no lack.
I’m waiting to find myself there
on the day I die
Oh what gain to die!
I’m waiting to leave the craziness
that’s out there
under the sun.
Fade to black
and leave this spurious life
for a better life:
no more to die
no more to lack
no more to see brightness
coming from the sun;
I won’t need it there.
These lines are the keys to unlock the gates that you might enter in there
and escape from the darkness of the world, that you might find life
eternal in the One who died: God’s own Son.