Beowulf-Personal Reflection.

“You’re equipped to fight” my mind tells me
“The object before you is yours.”
So I pick up my weapons and put on my armor
and hesitantly walk through the doors.

I reflect upon my life thus far
and a feeling of fear surges through.
The things I have fought for have been stripped away,
so what am I to really do?

I look straight ahead and pause for a moment
to see a Grendel far greater than I.
So I turn around and insecurely walk away
and look back at my failure and sigh.

What is it that keeps me from fighting
for the things that I truly treasure?
Is it fear of letdown or the concrete mindset
that there will always be someone better?

Or is there Something missing in my approach to battle
that will give me the victory I long for?
Are my insecurities and failure to win
a way of revealing that I need Someone greater?

My life will be only missed opportunities
if I depend upon my own strength.
So I must pick up my weapons and put on my true Armor

and confidently fight the battles at length!