Power

poem by: Elizabeth J White
Written on May 05, 2015

I believe in someone , someone who lives above the clouds above the blue
quietly, watching, caring , loving and guiding, guiding me and you.

Every now and then the person in me may doubt in my darkest hour
but then with the storm, I am reminded by his awesome power.

From the rushing roaring of the mighty falls
to lightning streaking cross the sky
I am reminded of a power of him of the most high

When I hear the thunder roar  I lose my doubt my faith restored
when I see a little sprout break the ground poke it's little green head out
I know I believe, no room for doubt

When I walk across the pier and see the suns awesome reflection I feel is power
his love and his protection

When the storm has come and the storm has went, I see a colorful message
and I know it's heaven sent
A reminder know more flood, It's a promise he kept so.
I see it with yellow blue and green such a gift is , his sweet rainbow.

All these things I see, bring me out of my darkest hour
waiting for the gifts he's given me
I feel his mighty power

 

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Christopher Russon commented:
Lovely poem .lifts one's hopes.Well written.

 

 

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