Get Your Premium Membership

In Sight

The masqueraded ball of the many faces I see, Cannot at all compare to the love I have from my king, I can hear his voice from a distance, I can feel his whisper in the wind, A love that stands out like no other, And in my heart, I know it's him, The world of masks that surround me, Are taken off one by one, And each time one is taken off, He confirms the love of his son, Some masks can be quite scary, They can make you want to run away, While others are so beautiful, They can make you want to stay, But one thing is for certain, Past what my eyes do see, Is the truth of that love behind the mask, Its his love that sets me free, Some perception can be trickery, but he stands upon his word, The foundation of his love cannot be shaken and is sure.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 2/8/2016 2:37:00 PM
His love is without question... if we remain sheltred by it and listening to what it suggests we cannot go wrong. Well done Cortney! Best wishes, Keith
Login to Reply
Bickerstaffe Avatar
Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 2/8/2016 2:38:00 PM
Whoops! sheltered and listen! K.

Book: Reflection on the Important Things