I'll build my house upon this rock.
I'll build it with some sturdy blocks.
Then each block I'll lovingly place,
to strengthen my foundations base.
So if the rains should come to flood.
And the earth around has turned to mud.
Or even winds or mighty gales.
My house will stand with no avail.
(31 May 2007)
There's somthing incredibly reassuring about the metaphor of the rock - something biblical too! A simple piece penned from truth without pretension. love, Allie xxxx
I hope 'your house ' survives as long as this lovely poem will, forever........some of us have walls crumbling down all over...[ps hard to find ones poems with all THE WASTELAND STUFF being submitted.~~~~~~~~~~~ marci.xo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem JoAnn... Life must be bulit on solid Foundations.. 10