No FearA Poem by Woody MooreNo Fear By Woody Moore The Psalm says, yeah
though I walk… In reality I walk not
through the valley of death, I walk surrounded by
death. It is all around me
and stands ready ahead of me not too far in the distance. Death is present
through the animals I love, The young people and
the old. In cancer and
suffering that never seems to end. Yet, all of a sudden
when I blink they are called home. Then ever before me I
realize It is waiting and
drawing nearer and nearer. I must take pills and
diet and quit living to keep life. Time has become so
precious and short. I have sat and held
the hand of a few Where the Angel of
Death is present. Still in the same
room, His Spirit overwhelmed and left me no doubt There is hope to be
found even in the presence of death. Since Adam we are
born breathing air. It sustains our
bodies for a while. Yet at some point I
believed, Then His Spirit
breathed on me eternity without end. So in this land of
death, I walk without real
fear. It is because I have
hope. It is no light at the
end of the tunnel, but the light in an empty tomb! © 2014 Woody Moore |
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