Shalom

 Again, the devil taketh him up into an exceeding high mountain, and sheweth him all the kingdoms of the world, and the glory of them; And saith unto him, All these things will I give thee, if thou wilt fall down and worship me. Then saith Jesus unto him, Get thee hence, Satan: for it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt thou serve. Then the devil leaveth him, and, behold, angels came and ministered unto him.

Matthew 4:8-11 KJV

She left off talking 
as she started to run
So many things unsaid 
many more left undone 

She’s lived ten lifetimes 
but nobody cares
They’re all fighting their own battles 
And have demons to share

She can see through them 
as they open their mouths
They’re not good at hiding 
what’s holding them down

People tell her to write 
of these things that she’s seen
She thinks it best 
if they just live in her dreams

It gets all muttled 
confused and complex
How can she straighten out 
what has already passed

In the mundane 
She surely finds calmness 
In serving others
Her light shines through the darkness

She thinks of the mountains 
of her childhood home
Imperfect masterpieces 
of glorious domes

Mountains so beautiful 
In all of their granger 
Satan tempted Jesus 
But He was never in danger 

He resisted that devil 
who tried to cast Him down
She prays she can stand the same 
as they try to drag her around

She stares into space 
remembering His promise
And kneeling at His cross 
is where she finds solace