Strength in the Storm
The world trembles, society crumbles,
Yet winds blow—God’s power humbles.
Fire rages, smoke obscures our view,
His might stands firm, unwavering and true.
Tides ebb and flow, a ceaseless need,
Our human strength, both frail and freed.
Not mere revival, nor survival’s plea,
We’ll rise, grow strong, rewrite destiny.
No settling for echoes of the past,
I declare it boldly, this change will last:
Status quo? No, my answer resounds—
I seek more, where hope and love abounds.
In this sublime world, ticking toward the end,
I fight for love anew, hearts on the mend.
Knocking at life’s door, relentless and sure—
Embracing Grace, Forever Endure.
Copyright © Heath Barker | Year Posted 2024
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