Still – Holy Spirit

Leaves and Cloudy Sky
The only muse worth listening to,
The only One who even is,
Corrects us, guides us, leads us. His
Consuming fire will clean, renew
Transforming everything we do.
We sinners turn.  This living flame
Burns off the chaff.  The devil's blame
Becomes as nothing. We are still.
As falsehood breaks, each true word will
No longer be lukewarm, nor tame.

Linked to Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge where the challenge is to use the rhyme word “still” in the D part of the rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC. For another poem on the Holy Spirit see Mary Hood’s poem Holy Spirit and her observation that there’s a difference between the Greek muses and the Holy Spirit. I used to talk about “muses”, but given the Holy Spirit I see no need to hide Him behind some Greek myth.

Over the Lagoon
Ronovan's Decima Poetry Challenge Image
Ronovan’s Decima Poetry Challenge Image

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

18 thoughts on “Still – Holy Spirit”

  1. What a strong poem this is! From beginning to end, it speaks truth. Truly the Holy Spirit is “The only muse worth listening to, / The only One who even is.”
    I also find the challenge itself to be really interesting. I don’t believe I’ve seen a challenge to put a certain word in a certain place in the poem. It makes me want to write one too. 🙂

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  2. Another Wow-good one, Frank. I don’t have mythological muses–God is my main one, and there are some people who’ve been influential in my life. Though I credit HIM with promptings, I’d never blame Him if the product turns out less than stellar.

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    1. I don’t blame Him either, or at least I don’t when I recognize my own responsibility and failings pervade my own mistakes. I hope I always recognize that.


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