Whatever adversities we may be facing, whatever emotions we are going through, Our God is there. This poem is my way of expressing this and is also inspired by Psalm 46:10
His Presence....
A fragrant rose... in a putrid mess
A feather motionless ...in a violent storm
A snowfall... on the darkest day
A shining jewel ...in the midst of rubble
A vibrant color ...in a gloomy room
A flickering flame... in a murky chasm
A nightingale's song ...at a mournful wake
A soft rain ...in an arid desert
A soothing salve ...on a wounded soul
A silken robe ...among filthy rags.
Be still and know that I am God.
Calluna
His Presence....
A fragrant rose... in a putrid mess
A feather motionless ...in a violent storm
A snowfall... on the darkest day
A shining jewel ...in the midst of rubble
A vibrant color ...in a gloomy room
A flickering flame... in a murky chasm
A nightingale's song ...at a mournful wake
A soft rain ...in an arid desert
A soothing salve ...on a wounded soul
A silken robe ...among filthy rags.
Be still and know that I am God.
Calluna
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