Locusts and Honey
So I know this is my third poem I’ve published this week but I was inspired by a wonderful poem. Thus, this is an after poem , because it’s inspired by the poem “locusts” by
https://www.ekstasismagazine.com/poetry/2024/locusts
Locusts and Honey
“You’ll restore what the locusts have eaten”
or so, Lord, You say.
but I still hear the locusts chewing,
chomping the years away.
They’ve eaten away
something I’ve held dear
And my grief grows
more exhausting each year.
“How long O Lord,
will You let the locusts keep eating?
I think I may
prefer a beating.”
“Even though you’ve had to eat
the locusts themselves My child,
fear not, for I have provided
fresh honey, sweet and wild.
When locusts swarm your way,
I send the honey too
Child of mine in the desert,
I have not forgotten you.”
And though the locusts taste bitter,
I’m tasting the honey too.
“O taste and see the Lord is good!”
How sweet those words, how true!
This is so inspiring. I'm always praying for God to restore what the locusts have eaten in my daughter's life as an addict. So much to grieve when a person is still alive. He has sent honey. I have no choice but to trust him.
I really like this. For a moment, it made me identify myself with John the Baptist. . . That man who's diet was locusts & honey. . . "Blessed is he who is not offended by me."