Playing Savior

Every day,

I take a step,

and each day,

you walk,



If only…

you would,

 get close enough,

to catch a glimpse,

of my Light,

 in your pupils.


Why won’t,

you let me,

save you?


-Gilda Patricia


Day 14 word-balintataw (n.) The pupil of my eye

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Poems that feed the soul

9 thoughts on “Playing Savior”

  1. Beautifully poignant piece, Gilda. I feel guilty about this sometimes, too. In a spiritual sense, when doubt and fears overcome my faith… I walk away. I sometimes forget to see the light in His eyes and let it guide my path. Thank you for this lovely poem. ❤

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    1. I was thinking of how people need to find God in their own hearts & souls. And how “playing God” for someone else never works. But wow, I really like your take on it! I could reticle it, “No Eyes for My Savior.” Thanks for feedback & input! Glad you liked!


  2. This is so good, so beautiful, Gilda. True, we can’t be God for others, we can only hope to lead them to Him. I suspect His Light is not always shining very brightly from my eyes to my neighbors–who are trapped in the bondage of substance abuse, blind and lost–so I keep praying, both for them, and for God to pour more of His light/love/grace into me, that it would spill over like oil to brighten my lamp. God bless you so abundantly!

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    1. Your comment is written so beautifully. Very profound! God bless all those suffering in our lives and in the world. God bless you too, Shadeau!


      1. Thank you, Gilda. Mine is a pitiful confession: I’ve become so weary and irritated, living in too-close proximity to the neighbors I mentioned, that I have almost no “Jesus love” left in me to share. Thus, my priority prayer is for myself–“change me, Lord!”


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