Person of Faith

I’m a person of faith...so are you Dying by comparison, to Windswept cliffs Water with choppy teeth Baptismal pool? Will it save you? Pointing at the whiteboard Hear the squeak of multicolored markers In your head, dead Points most of them Feet are slipping, stones Falling to a great depth This is rather deep, tap...tap Tapping your toes on shimmering faults Your fault, my fault Falling Through loopholes, crying Tears pelt the cyclone below Stars so peaceful in the night sky Fill your eyes with their charm As your heels slip slowly as a snail Hands grasping cold wet air Can’t breathe in the end Porthole from tower’s edge Edgy flames spew you Out like Jonah’s whale Splat, splat, splatter You see it all does matter All of it Faith takes a leap But if you’ve no idea Where your heading Hint, South Can a leopard shed his spots, Though he scrubs them on the reef? Relief Who’s the balm? Who calms the sea? Who saves you from spiritual death? Who created thee? Thine, thee, we...words Mean only what they seem to be Flat Except in Hebrew and Greek the bible speaks Clinging to the rock Of my salvation And you? 11/4/2020 Psalm 62:1 My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. Romans 10:8-10 ...The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart, that is the word of faith...that if you confess with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.