'Last bit of Grace'

We hold on to hope through all of life's bitter storms. Surely, God's grace continues to prove enough.

I need to feel the wind beneath my wing

Still holding on through suffering

When the storm comes and the dark clouds still linger,

I find my hope in the Well..

Desperate and searching..

Lonely and barren,

Roses so blue are blooming

I am still breathing because of You..

..because of you..

Through the maze of Life's bitter tears

Every raindrop has a place in my heart

As the wind brushes across my face

The sun's golden Light comes up,

I continue to walk in this last bit of Grace..

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The words written with a experience pen. The statements in the poem. Solid and real. Thank you Brain for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[brian]

Coyote..yes, this was written with experience. Thank you for saying so. I put emotion and experience to pen to paper, hoping it will reach out and connect with someone. I'm glad it connected with you. (=

[Coyote Poetry]

You did. A powerful and worthwhile read and you are welcome.