Realization

The hand of god as it reaches down from on high

The might

The truth

The righteousness

This is the feeling of holiness

This is the hope we hold dear

This is the power that we all see

This is the pain that we all fear

 

We have been alone for far too long

Abandoned our hope

Forgotten our song

 

We are the children of the one pure and true

We are the chosen

We are the few

 

Blessed are those who know the path

Content are they, who hold no wrath

Their pride is gone

Their faith is strong

And together they sing their holy song

Reviews

[NinjaPi]

Your use of repetition is very effective and creates a good flow. I really enjoy this poem. It reminds me of the work of King David.

[Chloe]

Yet again you write another wonderful work of art that has me reading it over and over again because it speak to my heart and soul. I love your writing and you are right, my dear, we are over due for a get together. Message me as you please and we'll coordinate. But back to the point... Passionate, deep and spiritual, it makes me want to fall back into touch with my religion and my faith.