Sunlite Wanter Poet Free verse

Night Terrors

Night Terrors

Before the pink of the morning,
When all is dark awaiting,
My mind awakes and travels to
Places I thought I’d forsaken,
It shuffles with its stick, looking under the ashes,
For events so long unremembered,
And I, I’m shaken and waiting,
What does it all mean?  

Where is the peace of my Savior,
When I cry after reliving done and undone,
Or is He there, teaching me, purging my soul,
And with that thought, I lie in His arms of forgiving love.

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Winged Warrior October 1, 2017 at 9:08 AM Nicely penned my friend...those pesky terrors lol...god bless...^WW^

Eileen Manassian October 1, 2017 at 2:30 AM Oh....how delightful and sweet. There is peace in His arms...and comfort. You brought this out well, dear. Bless you for sharing this piece.

Eve Roper September 30, 2017 at 9:27 PM Well done, doubt is very hard to remove when you have felt so much pain , Sunlite . Hugs Eve ~`*

Susan Ashley September 30, 2017 at 9:10 PM What a beautifully-written poem Sunlite about finding solace, in the darkest moments, in faith, forgiveness and in the arms of the Lord. Wonderfully expressed and enjoyed! :)

Connie Marcum Wong September 30, 2017 at 7:45 PM I wrote a poem on this subject too Sunlite. I suffer from them, but lately they have dissipated. Stress brings them on. I can relate so well to your well written poem. Blessings Connie