The Valley Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

THE VALLEY

We are walking toward the Valley
But the Valley is not there.
We walk toward the barren sea
But it can no longer share.

We try to take a needed breath
But inside us, it does burn.
For the cleansing Blood of Christ
We now, most surely, yearn.

We hear the ranting demagogues
Who twist and turn a phrase
And, in their wake, they're leaving
Our mighty land ablaze.

They'll change God's meaning's royally
For no one takes time to read.
How can they know God's truth
When only others words, they heed.

No longer the love, the kindness,
No longer the Empathy,
No longer here the love of God.
Now what worth will there be?

To God, this World is made of glass,
All this World, Our Lord can see.
But no matter what we each have done
He still loves us....You and Me.....

Now guidance We are seeking
But that guidance is already here
And all that is required of us
Is just to draw Him near.........


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt

12-11-06
By Ms. Caroline


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