You may call me Jacob
wrestling
wrestling to know
what His finger traces out
how this flesh was meant
to house this spirit
what purpose
thick quiet serves
to find a trail broken
by God Himself
for my feet to follow
the curious thing
about this kind of wrestling
is that I find myself
in the arms of God
clasped
encircled
held
known
beloved
and I have no fight left.
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