Gordon Jerome


Faith - Poem by Gordon Jerome

I sit in the splendor of this brilliance called faith
Basking in the warmth of its most forgiving love
For who among us can claim no sins in their life
Or rightfully claim innocence before heavens gate
Is there but a soul amongst us that cast no shadow
Or yet another that can claim no waivers or doubts
Free spirit of thought is one of god’s greatest gifts
And also becomes one of mans most gravest flaws
So simply put mankind could perfect the toothpick
But in their doing so lay waste to an entire forest
So do not look for perfection in the finding of faith
Just simply believe.
“closing thought”
May the angels on high sing your praise
Upon the ending of your earthly days


Comments about Faith by Gordon Jerome

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010



[Report Error]