Peace Midst Alarms
Alarmed with daily hustle-bustle sounds...
How can my counselor’s heart
and social worker’s mind
escape being affected?
Disturbing and confusing
are eerie grumblings
verily discernible to the ears
aftermath a lover’s quarrel…
Oppressively afflicting
are loathsome murmurings
absolutely hurting
manifested by rebellious sobs of the young…
Never to be ignored
are the agitated and restless
enthusiastic mirth screams from special children
persevering to behave but cannot control themselves…
With such exposure…
I ceaselessly yearn for soothing relief
reverberating tranquility of hope and faith
blissfully ecstatic, yet serenely pleasurable…
Meanwhile, vanquishing skepticism mockery that echoes doubts
I seek communion with the Sovereign
Who listens to me
understanding my heart… just as I am.
In the presence of my Saviour, Jesus Christ*
I’m secured with joy’s certainty
Definitely my haven of rest
Though temporal in my earthly abode.
*Romans 5:1 Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.
September 1, 2019
2nd place; "Silence (Without Using Synonyms of Silence in the Poem Text)" Poetry Contest; sponsored by Silent One; judged on 9/5/2019.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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