Victory

This, too
is Victory:
muddied, fearful, tired
truthful, hoping.

Loving You. Seeking You.

Unwilling to say No to the Cross:
captured by such Love,
overwhelmed by such Mercy -
an understanding and compassion
far greater than any hymns have yet revealed.

Your loving eyes see my heart.
Your strong embrace breaks my fall.
Your caress smooths back my hair,
as You say softly, Shhhhhhhhh.
Rest in Me.

What counts is Joy.
My Joy
is your strength.

For you, with your faith,
have overcome the world.


Paul Fleming
Barcelona, 14 July 2003

Foto: Magnús Andersen, Islandia