My Poem of Faith

My heart bleeds,
to hold you close.
To whisper the words
that bring a gleam
to your eyes.

As darkness closes in,
the turmoil
descends its grip
on my very being.

I wrestle with
existence.
A search is set;
a reason or
a means to an end
is answered
in these chapters.

Alas, my search seems futile.
but there is a promise.
A vow written
long ago.

It tells me not to worry,
not to fret or scowl;
to put faith in
an unseen God
and a Son who
walked many a mile.

In Angels on guard
for our very souls;
and demons
who will starve
and spoil.

Many a man
will scoff and say,
how can you believe
this tale?

It is very simple
I tell the man;
You see, I have
seen the path to Hell.

There were stop signs
and detours.
There were roadblocks
and red lights.

I ran every
one of them
until darkness
created mayhem

A hand reached out
and grabbed me then
He pulled me
from my ruins,
and showed me a
better way.
A way to the Kingdom.

I will never deny Him
He is truly
my Savior.
My path is chosen
Like threads all woven.

All Glory to the Father
and to His Son I bow
and praise to the Holy Spirit
who guides my footsteps now.