On the ground

On the ground

A Poem by Sean Allen
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Circumstance is a powerful guide.

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On the Ground

 

“On the ground you wicked one”
they threw her down in front of him.

“Good teacher, tell what you would do
with ones like this… so full of sin?”

 

“Why bother me with little things.”
The teacher said “you have your law.”

“The book describes what you must do.”
Then on the ground, an ant he saw.

‘Who knows just what is right or wrong,’
so in the sand he drew a line.
The marching ant approached the pile
raised higher by the teachers sign.

 

His path now formed by circumstance,
the ant just turned another way.

With changes in this new terrain,
this line had caused a different day.


The teacher felt compassion grow…   

“Stand up woman, take my hand.”

And kneeling down to help her rise…

His finger furrowed through the sand.

 

John 8:8

 

© 2009 Sean Allen


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The choices we choose to make will course our lives forever, by plotting our desires for change. I believe it is inherent in our hearts what is right and wrong, but weather we choose to listen to our heart is a different story. I really like the message of this piece.

Great Write!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 14 Years Ago


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Who are we to judge right or wrong in others?

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The choices we choose to make will course our lives forever, by plotting our desires for change. I believe it is inherent in our hearts what is right and wrong, but weather we choose to listen to our heart is a different story. I really like the message of this piece.

Great Write!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

‘Who knows just what is right or wrong,’::::::::::::> everything is right, yeah, in cosmic sense, everything is self-evolving, everything knows.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Fantastic biblical poem...

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is exceptional i have added you as a friend and hope you like my work may i suggest RICH OR POOR

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beauty thy name is a word. Applause to u with this one. It falls dear to my heart because no matter what you plan is for life it can change at a moments notice. I learned that the hard way but what I learned from it is to take each day as a blessing and to leave nothing to the imagination because tomorrow is not promised. Great piece. It speaks of change and dedication. As we are dedicated to a goal we stay focused no matter what comes our way.

Live, Love and Learn

Lady V

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very insightful way to tell this story in poetic form Your imagery brings it to life. A very enjoyable read, my friend.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Powerfully insightful. Your words awaken such a vision of this story unfolding, bringing it alive in a fresh way. So appreciate your depth of writing!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice Sean. I love that you took the story and turned it into poem form. Its very pretty and still teaches a good lesson. Wonderful job.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Sean Allen
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