A Bridge Across the Raging Sea
There was a time in life so long ago
when all my visions suddenly seemed dark;
the nighttime sky was void of moonlight’s glow,
and sunless winter days were grey and stark.
I felt as though the walls were closing in,
and squeezing from my soul my very life
as I was drowning in my sea of sin
surrounded by the darkness and the strife.
As I lay in the gutters of my dreams,
a hand so tenderly reached out to me;
a stranger lifting spirits from extremes
then bridged the raging waters of my sea.
His soft grey eyes so gently gave a nod,
and suddenly I saw the face of God.
May 17, 2020
Poem of the Day - May 19, 2020
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2020
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