Helen S B

I Walk To Thee - Poem by Helen S B

Warring against a storm
On and on I roam
Mustering the shedding might,
to see through the darkest night
To reach the end of all the pain
forsaking the joy earned in vain,
I walk to thee.

Faith never dies;
not even in the coldest sighs.
A piece of precious hope
tucked inside, I hang on to cope
with times’ priceless rope,

Life is a test
though to some it’s a jest;
where sorrow can flood,
eyes shed colorless blood.
Every moment, a struggle;
sleep, an endless wiggle.
Stabbed and betrayed,
tested and refined,
I walk to thee.

Yet again this heart rends;
a Cross appears in the ends.
Strengthening the feeble feet
to tread the miles that lead
to thy glory that I shall meet,
at the harvest of this seed.

Till that day or night I walk,
restlessly I strain to stalk,
the way that lay in front of me,
where a few had gone by to thee.

Life, no more a mystery.
Purpose, an ever flowing estuary,
merging the finite
to the infinite
for the other end called eternity,
that waits for me,
as I walk to thee.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 20, 2011

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