Samson's Strength Amazes Him

I had nothing in my hands. The lion crouched roared
& sprang suddenly at me.
He was very soon limp in my grasp.
(I had him by the throat.)

I flung him under a bush where bees
busily looking for food
hastened hopefully to search him.

I too had come
to search out the woman I imagined I loved.
(She turned to my friend & quickly forgot, me.)
I took 30 foreskins of her former Philistine companions
in Ashkelon.
All these people were increasingly my enemies.
Once with a Jawbone I scattered them.
A thousand lay dead. A heap here    a heap there . . .

NEXT
I’ll forever remember it
I TOOK 300 FOXES - JACKALS -
& TYING THEM IN PAIRS BY THE TAIL
I PLACED TORCHES BETWEEN THEM
- a circus act    wildly rushing    a flaming destruction!
INTO THE PHILISTINE CORNFIELDS.

The rest is in pictures:
The Gaza gate, at the top of the hill above Hebron...
The slow growing of the 7 locks of my hair again...
My returned strength swelling & urging me...

***

I spy Jehovah high up in his heaven
my guide    my eyes
directing me.
The lad has my hand in his hand.
He says to me: ‘Here are the pillars!’

(3000 DEAD AT MY DEATH
- praise be to God!
ARE MORE THAN I SLEW IN MY LIFE.)