God’s knife cuts deeply into the shadowed valley
And let’s us fall there. Then we scramble up
And trudge along, bearing our earthly goods.
It’s not for us to make the final tally,
And not demand to drink from God’s own cup,
Or to do more than blindly in the woods
Pray that the rocky trail transforms to alley,
That God sustains us when we need to sup,
And that we find love in our neighbourhoods.
May you be blessed, that God’s mysterious face
Be turned towards you smiling, bearing grace.
LRH Feb 9th 2006
Yes, we all join you in praying for Anthony........We are all sending her strength. Beautiful poem Linda. Sincerely, Mary
God is everything in our life. Believe in God.Believe in yourself.
Pray that the rocky trail transforms to alley, That God sustains us when we need to sup, spiritual and full of hope. may God's smiling face be turned to you. thank you dear poet. God bless u. tony
Thank you Dr. Tony! I had forgotten this. Be well and positive, Linda
Linda, Bless you. I have just found this one by chance and it has made my day. What a lovely write and just for me. I really do appreciate your lovely poem and all that is within it. It is beautiful and I am so glad I have found it after all this time. I shall put it in my favourites list immediately. Lots of love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This is deep, spiritual, strong, and strength-giving. And the mood is so dignified and serene. And the rhyme, just wonderful. I'm certain that darling Ernestine will have taken solace from this poem. Thanks again, Lind. Love, Gina.
May we find love in our neighbourhood, Amen. A beautiful poem, full of faith and grace. Susie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem Linda, I am sure the whole of Poemhunter is sending love and wishes for a speedy recovery to Ernestines husband. I know I am. 10 from smiling at you, Tai