Jazzie Sweigart


The Key - Poem by Jazzie Sweigart

He stands alone beside the sea,
And sadly wonders what's the key
That opens up the hidden door
To peace and love forevermore.

He's searched through all the world he thought,
From sea to sea but all for nought.
'Why do I never seem to see,
The one who holds the key for me? '

He slowly turns and walks away,
A dying soul that's lost its way
And lifts his head in time to see
The one who is the Prince of Peace.

He stands majestic on a bluff
And smiles, 'My grace, it is enough.'
He stretches forth his nail-scarred hand.
'Here is the key, see what I planned.'

'I am the source to happiness,
To life, and to real liberty.
And all of these I'll give to thee,
But only if you follow Me.'


Comments about The Key by Jazzie Sweigart

  • Kumar Parashar (3/26/2012 4:27:00 PM)


    i am amazed, the deepness of those words are really touching and inspiring. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 24, 2012


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