I want to be Weak

 I want to be weak

My footfalls are too loud
like boulders pounding against the earth
I open my mouth and a new wind pours out into the sky
each word is a captivating song
I close my eyes and the world vanishes

I am far too strong

My dreams are sacred beyond all earthly treasures
My passions are as grand as those of any ancient hero
My every movement resounds like thunder

I am far too strong

But no matter how clever I am
the Enemy is smarter
No matter how fast I am
his angels are faster
No matter how strong I am
His kingdom is stronger

I want to be weak

I will die without weakness

I must be weak enough to hear an infant's murmur
Weak enough to surrender all I treasure
Weak enough to bow to a beggar
Weak enough to grovel and beg
Weak enough to weep

If I am as weak as this
Then I shall never see defeat

If I should prevail against the world
It is not because I am strong or the world is weak
It is because the world is too strong
and it has tried to fight a contest of strength
But I have a King
against whom all weapons are like dust
and all cleverness is foolishness
and all that can die might as well have already withered
and all that can be shaken might as well already be in shambles
and all the treasures of the world are like so much garbage
There is more hope in challenging the ocean to a duel
Than there is in raising a mighty fist against my King

So if the world despairs of all victory against me
It is because the world is too strong
And I am weak