Scripture on the Mirror

A flash of insight
A moment of understanding
A glimpse of my inadequacies

In this moment I see
"a zoo of lusts
a bedlem of ambitions
a nursery of fears
a harem of fondled hatreds"
My name is Legion

For an instant
Righteousness appears to me
and all that I should be
and all that I am
And I understand
that I must sanctify this temple

There is something to be done
"No more nor less nor other than done"
There is a brick to be laid down
An anchor to be dropped
A battle to charge into
A victory to be siezed
Because my King has ordered it
And He has not afforded me the luxury of defeat

So I scribble on the mirror
and bless this place of cleansing and relief
I build up in my mind
A defense against all unholiness
And with clumsy steps in the deep, deep dark
I proceed cheerfully
To the city on the hill