Wrestling with Wonder

Wincing or convincing?

We wrestle wildly, watching winds.

We fluff our feathers, flap our fins,

And number woes –

God only knows

We fail to find when joy begins.

When wonder waits with every stride,

Why do we dare to be denied?

What vision vies

To catch our eyes,

While we whirl on, fit to be tied?

c2014 by Linda Ann Nickerson 

"And He said, 

'Let me go, for the day breaketh.'

and [Jacob] said, 
'I will not let Thee go, except Thou bless me.

(Genesis 32:26, KJV)

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Jacob Wrestling with the Angel of God

by Rembrandt

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