Frank Black Blacharczyk Poet Free verse

Jesus Calms the Storm

Jesus walked into the enemy's camp 
dressed like a poor soul
Eyes with knives glaring at him
Priests didn't like His answers
Death threats hung around his neck 
like a noose the verdict already decided 
Yet he walked into the the enemy's camp 
they couldn't see or wouldn't see the light 
that He shone
He said I am the Light of the world
They planned to kill him crucify him
With lies and nail Him to a cross
because He was Truth
He walked on violent waves 
ready to pull Him under yet with every step 
with love and mercy Jesus stretched 
out his hand like on the cross
To save Peter and us from drowning

Frank Black Blacharczyk
Mathew 14:22-33

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Joyce Bell February 7, 2025 at 4:02 PM Jesus and His Love? It was always, always...all about us, and it still is! And He is still calming our storms while saving us from drowning, amen. A fine work, Frank. Love, Blessings and Faith...