Upward Spiral



Upward Spiral

Round and round

Rising, falling

Up and down


A joy filled life

So full of faith

I know my purpose

I’m on my way


I envision a path

So simple and straight

The destination is holy

So, this path I will take


But the longer I travel

The more I suspect

That the path is not straight

It’s cyclical, and complex


I’m climbing a hill

Then temptation sets in

And a downward slide

Starts to begin


At first so small

Judgmental glance

Being called to help

But dismissing the chance


Distractions abound

Emotions take charge

The need for attention

Grows so large


This desire to please

to receive, to achieve

This selfish perspective

Will I ever be free?


So downward I curve

Caught up in the moment

Routine taking over

Faith not a component


Still happy and busy

But what is this weight?

Priorities slipping

Until it’s too late


Intentional sin

Though I’m fully aware

Of the right thing to do

I simply don’t care


I act in my interest

Gratification is swift

Faith isn’t tangible

So, nothings amiss


But something inside

Cries out from my soul

Latches onto my heart

And begins to pull


My conscience grows bolder

Till it can’t be denied

I admit I am slipping

Down the slope of lies


The process is painful

My pride is subdued

I will have to surrender

For my soul to be renewed


I drag myself there

Force on humility

“Bless me father for I have sinned”

I am down on my knees


I lay it all out

Confess to my wrongs

Penance. Absolution.

Forgiveness so strong


My conscience can rest

As the spiraling curve

Springs me up to a peak

That I do not deserve


Looking out on the path

Renewed and elated

I see one more completed spiral

My soul satiated


As the pattern continues

I reflect on the past

And see slow upward progress

On my spiraling path


Though this way is exhausting

With constant falls and repentance

It must be God’s design

To reward faith’s perseverance.

Fragile Human


Fragile human

Kneeling down

Spirit weary

Crease in brow


Mouthing words

That no one hears

Hidden pain

Takes form in tears


Fragile human

Head is bowed

Praying for comfort

Silence so loud


Listening hard

For any reply

An answer, a message

From something divine


No voice can be heard

Then out of the blue

An image, a feeling

Of something more true


An embrace from above

Warm and pure

Fragile human encompassed

In love so sure


Not an audible voice

But a feeling within

Says “you are enough,

Please let me in.”


This embrace is not human

Not fragile or fleeting

Its ABBA himself

It is love overwhelming


Prayers of many collide

Giving God’s love this form

An embrace from above

Fragile human adorned.


— By Jessica Barajas