ChangingA Poem by underwriterI’m growing. I’m changing. Yet, it does not faze me. I have battled. I have fought. My mind has been moulded and taught.
Yet, through these conquests. These tiresome, irksome tests I am found lying on the ground Waiting. Waiting.
I call to you my LORD, my God. But You do not make a sound. You look down with shame Making all thoughts seem lame.
If only I could hear You LORD! As I tug life’s vital chord. If only I could truly blame You. But, that’s not the thing to do.
When all is said and done You whisper gently down. “My child you must trust me, My plan is not yet through” I shout back. “It’s so hard to trust, to keep focused! To believe what You can do!“
But You simply smile And wait a while. Then bless me with a kiss. As I remember your promise.
Soon your plan will be fulfilled. I just have to wait some more. As I walk toward the door. I shut it tight. With all my might. Shutting out all the sin and pain.
I want to walk with You LORD. Not depend on my own understanding. Or weaken to the worlds fickle demanding’s. Your steadfast light, to keep me standing. By underwriter 2/1/2011 © 2011 underwriterReviews
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8 Reviews Added on January 2, 2011 Last Updated on January 26, 2011 AuthorunderwriterSalisbury, United KingdomAbout**TEMPORARY, sorry but i am stopping my read requests for a little bit, as i have alot on my metaphorical plate at the minuite. i will get round to reading the requests already sent. but please be pat.. more..Writing
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