the battle

the battle is
between
what my spirit knows
that I do not
and
what my body knows
which my spirit
is all too familiar
whispers
of what
comes next
in a language
I am still learning
a chasm of
misunderstanding
my body
my mind
are weary
Faith, my last
weapon & shield
I surrender
to the spirit
residing within
all-knowing
the battle rages
as is
the world
of man