Under The Pinion Poem by Esther Moe
Under The Pinion
A place so safe from all harm
I hide, not fazed by dismal alarm
A sanctuary small but still so wide
A haven for me where I will reside
I never knew a wing could be so secure
Yet nature shows me how it can occur
Knowing I am free from distress
With joy and complete happiness
I am at peace and I can freely sing
Under the pinion of His mighty wing
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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