faith
beyond my grasp,
trying to peer into unseen, unknown.
future fading,
falling through fear.
words fail me,
choked before birth,
mind running dry--
a rocky pass
too daunting to attempt.
reaching through mist,
I dare to
touch His Face,
as He lifts
gentle, bloodstained fingertips
to dry my every tear.
2 comments:
I love this new revelation of faith and fear that I keep falling over in yours and other peoples blogs Susanne, the more I contemplate on it the more I can appreciate it's truth, thank you x.
Lovely!
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