I Will Pass
I Will Pass
I am a black rolling wall cloud,
Hanging static in the west;
Following you wherever you go,
Never giving you rest.
I smile when you’re unhappy,
For that is my job, you see.
To strip you of faith and peace.
My name is “Anxiety.”
I am the child of the father of lies,
Demanding, weak, 'til Love arrives.
When I dissolve into sweet rain and flowers,
In the face of His sunlight and joy.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2019
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