Illusive winds cascade.
Rain imparts wayward folly.
Ramparts of crying souls.
Innocence embraces travesty.
Hurricane eye voyeurs.
Waves of pounding surf.
Heart's fainting with thirst.
Times eternal hell fire.
Church stoics chanting prayer.
GODS beacon of safe shores.
5/18/09 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
JOE, Without HIS guiding beacon we will truly be lost in this sea of troubles! 10! -Raj Nandy
calamity comes in any form...whatever it is? we must be always close to GOD..naizz
thoughtful and powerful wording! beautifully came out your wisdom! 10+
Whenever calamity strikes, we look toward the lighthouse in the sky, HE is always there, in prayer comes Hope
Great contrast Jo from calamity to hope and prayer. Karin Anderson
Yes it is nice to have faith in god when calamity strikes. Good write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great imagery painted..............as God beacon of safe shores!