Jesus Poem by Tears From A Soldiers Eyes

He dreams. He plans. He rises, he overcomes.
His voice echoes loud, like the rolling of drums.

He struggles so we might breathe a little easier,
His quiet sacrifice flows, steadfast and sincere.

He judges not, only wishes the best,
He lifts up the weary, and prays for the rest.

Honor him, give him the glory he's earned,
For his love and his service are lessons well-learned.

Through silent nights and battles unseen,
He carries the weight so our world can be clean.

Courage his compass, compassion his guide,
A hero whose heart beats with nothing to hide.

Let us remember, let gratitude burn,
For his sacrifice teaches the love we must return.

Daniel Chapman