This poem is part of the Warrior Poet Circle that is hosted at Jason Stasyszen's blog. If you aren't familiar with the WPC you can read about it here. This week's theme for the poetry was "striving", and my poem is based on Habakkuk 3:17-19.
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He gives me the feet like that of the deer
He makes them light and agile in step
Steadfast and strong, surefooted and swift
To go upon the heights without stumble or fall
Confident and certain, constant and concise
I march upon this mount of passion and truth
From here I can see that which was not below
All glory in view, all justice beheld
I'm on His mountain and strive further yet
For the trees don't blossom or bloom or grow
Though storms have come and the rocks are sharp
He has made my feet of swift with a constant stride
I rejoice at the top, I dance on the heights
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