Divine Providence
Every soul, a ship is,
Created to withstand the fiercest storms
That life’s ocean could ever generate
Provided
Her captain would never lose sight of
Providence’s guiding beacon
And
Never would her, to the voracious waves of
Lawlessness, abandon!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 August 2015
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015
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