The Decision Of My Battle Poem by Donna Ialongo

The Decision Of My Battle



The decision of my
Battle encloses
Me and the joy of
Suffering is upon me.
Night explodes the
Turbulence of my
Soul into foul depths.
Love and lkife torment
Me 'til His never-
Touching fingers
Grasp the dark hell
Of my heart.
Chaos subsides. His Love
Is the Dawn of my
Hope. To walk in His
Footsteps is to walk in
Joy and I know my love
Will never be alone
Again.

(January 2,1965)

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