Wrestling in the Dark

Jacob’s Transformation

By Archery Owl Published 4 days ago • Updated 2 days ago • 1 min read

You pull back

Wincing

For you have been wrestling him all night

The light of day brings fresh pain

Your chest and back are scratched

Sweat soaked

I hear you slowly panting

over the rushing indifference of the river nearby.

In your eyes

there is a recognition

that by these wounds you are healed.

Father and Friend

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