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Rosy shades of the evening
The last touch of light over the hills
Peace
My troubled mind lays gently over a reverie
when the first star appears in the sky
I try hard to believe
that an invisible hand can take my life
through the waters of time
and guide it safe
where it has to go...
My faith
thin thread of thoughts
hanging from the edge of my soul
a talisman of hope
Your hand still warm on my shoulder
walking with You
if ever a sinner can walk with God...
maybe in a dream
my feet step upon
the lilies of the field
who do not weave
and yet they shine under the setting sun
am i of shalow faith?
i dared believe in another dream, once...
i still carry the glass pieces in my heart
I pray for a love
for a kiss
for a rain over our bodies
to wash away old sins and wounds
mistakes that hurt still when
a sound or a song or a color
resurrects the pain from the dead....
My feet upon
the lilies of the field
your absence penetrates my dream
with one thousand sharp memories
I want to believe
i need to believe
that you will be here
when the first sun ray breaks the siege of the night
and this cold dream
will crack from side to side
This is lovely particularly the last stanza ~ There is hope and promise of the first sun ray, after a night spent with a troubled mind ~ May you find peace and light ~
ReplyDeleteThank you, Grace :) I always try not to lose hope :) Peace and light is what we all need :)
ReplyDeleteya know..he used to walk a lot with sinners..smiles...grab that hand and don't let it go...
ReplyDeleteWell, i sure do try, Claudia...I sure do try :)
ReplyDeletenice....i like the walk through the field of lilies and even the repetition of that gives the feel of it...and the questions that often come with faith as well....i dont think doubt means a shallow faith...personally...
ReplyDeleteIt makes you wonder, though...Sometimes we do try hard not to lose faith :)
ReplyDeleteKeep your hope up this is a wonderful piece go poetry ;-)
ReplyDeleteI believe that the opposite of faith is not doubt; it is certainty. Faith demands that there are things that cannot be known, only trusted. Certainty demands that everything must be knowable and known.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful poem of yearning for greater faith, greater love - and I hope the prayer it speaks finds its answer.
Your faith is present here in this poem. If it was not important to you, you would not have contemplated. We all doubt sometimes. Just think about Thomas (Doubting Thomas) in the Bible. He knew Jesus, but had his time of doubts as well. We are human.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary. I trust God and i know he is patient with me in all my wanderings :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful thought-provoking poem that touches us all as we make our way through the ups and downs of life. I see this as a prayer. These lines say it all:
ReplyDeleteMy faith
thin thread of thoughts
hanging from the edge of my soul
I'm feeling your soul in this.. And I would walk with you, if I could - thanks for this vision Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteWow! Now I want to read more of your poetry!
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Mark Butkus
Thank you so much, Mark :) I'm hoping i can publish some soon :)
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