The Last Lap

  • The Last Lap


Not on the marks to start the race

but on the lap to brace the tape;

muscle aches soon will cease.


Tape beckons the strides;

faith fires the pumping heart

while the crown blinks like morning star.


What a treasure the Master promised:

labor of love isn’t in vain for those

who brace the tape, bearing up.

Stride on, press on, ride on wings

of faith; see the tape a leap away,

eye on the winking crown.


The promise! The Word stands;

so should the heart nestle

in His unfailing love. 


Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi

(18 Dec 2017)

By savingwordtracts