Taking A Bible Stanza
(from I Corinthians 13)
Though I speak with the most angelic voice
heard in the human heart….
Though I resound as a clear bell calling
all readers to ring with praise….
Though I prophesy with power,
decipher mysteries, acquire
insight, and utter wisdom well….
Though I have faith to move
mountains of people with perceptive words
and cast rejection into deep depths of the sea….
Though I write all I have been given
and hand over my body of work without
reimbursement or acknowledgment….
Though I may boast of publication and best-sells….
Without love for God and readers, my work is nothing.
The loving writer-poet must be patient,
kind – not proud.
The loving writer-poet must not insist
“My work, my way!” nor be
manuscripted with resentment,
but rejoice, rejoice in giving voice to truth.
The loving writer-poet bears all
disappointments, believes all
timing comes from God, and has all
hope to end: endure.
The loving writer-poet knows
we know in part, but every part
of every reader needs
The Loving Word of God.
This love story, theme, or purpose
by Mary Harwell Sayler, © 2000, all rights reserved, please do not use without the poet’s permission. Poem originally published 2000 in Cross & Quill.