Surrender
Idle Verse: A Poetry Feature
Surrender
For all that was
And was not
All I have
And have not
All I wish
And do not desire
All that burns my soul
With what may inspire
For all this
And more
I am grateful
And unsure
Wondering what
Will come to be
What next
These eyes will see
And what future
Will unfold in splendour
As to fate
I do surrender.
Opening wide my arms
To leap
And pray to this world
My soul to keep.
I like this a great deal. Very thoughtful and sincere, from the heart.
The poem reads like someone speaking openly from the heart, trying to make sense of everything they’ve lived and everything they still hope for. Its movement between opposites what was and wasn’t, what is wanted and feared feels deeply human, as if the writer is sorting through the contradictions that shape a real life. There’s a gentle honesty in admitting both gratitude and uncertainty, and a quiet courage in choosing to surrender to whatever the future may bring. The lines about the soul burning with inspiration capture that restless feeling of wanting to leap even when the ground feels unsteady. And the final image arms open, trusting the world to keep the soul safe is tender and vulnerable, almost like a whispered promise to keep going despite not knowing what comes next. It’s a poem that feels less like a declaration and more like a moment of truth, shared softly and sincerely.