The sky with its colours of light and dark
As shadows on the road of silver rain
A step ahead to my destination.
Faith is the comfort planted in my soul
The breath of sweet air and the flame that burns
inside and provided in that moment.
Melted the stubborn fear that locks my heart
Eternal words ignite the certain hope
And through the long wilderness towards rest.
Grant to me the everlasting healing
The breath of love poured out in crimson wine
That all is well and I am kept, forever.
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Written for Poetry Jam
Alan, faith definitely brings me comfort too. Those eternal words continue to ring true.
ReplyDeleteProfound and beautiful words Alan! "The breath of sweet air and the flame that burns" - this is an awesome definition of faith.
ReplyDeleteMelted the stubborn fear that locks my heart
ReplyDeleteEternal words ignite the certain hope
Isn't it such a relief when you can step away from that "stubborn fear"? Enjoyed the whole poem, but these lines especially.
...sigh...Yes. There is such comfort in the knowing that we are kept forever. Beautifully expressed Alan...excellent.
ReplyDeleteComfort to know that god is always there for us:)
ReplyDeleteYour faith is a great comfort to you. Without God life would be bleak.
ReplyDeletefaith as the comfort planted in the soul...yes...and that will cover over many a world comfort any day
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, Alan! Thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteLovely Alan. Sorry to be so late in commenting --I was away from the Internet for a few days.
ReplyDeleteAlan, so beautiful! light is comforting in all of its incarnations--faith too :-)
ReplyDeletebeautiful. Yes, yes, Faith does comfort the soul especially when life is difficult. :-)
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