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Sarah Dodd Poem
I believe because it makes sense to me, even though I don’t understand.
It seems so much more reasonable somehow to be part of a bigger plan.
The infinite complexity, the strangest twist of fate
Only when I see God underneath, is it something to which I can relate.
At times, He seems so far away, a forbidding force of reckoning
Other times I hear his small, still voice with gentle comfort, beckoning
Through endless years in countless ways
Some have been punished, some have been saved.
Good men have trusted and changed the world
Evil man have fallen and been made absurd.
Though I cry out with tearful plea
To see how it could ever be
That the Lord, who sent his Son to save
Still lets evil misbehave
How in His name so many lie
And for His sake so many die.
The complex gift You gave to man
To facilitate a master plan
That we can choose to love and serve
That one day we we earn what we deserve
In our time upon this earth
From the moment of our birth
The path before us is one of choice
We determine how we use our voice
Our time our skills
Our wins, our fails
Perhaps one day by his grace
I will see Him face-to-face
And all I wonder will be known
Or perhaps, instead I will have grown
To trust that trust is all I need
In the end, He will succeed
I just need to do my part
So each day I make a brand new start
Copyright © Sarah Dodd | Year Posted 2025
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Sarah Dodd Poem
Can you
Could you
Solve this conundrum
Decipher this dilemma
Troubling me?
How do you find
What seems lost forever
How do you seek
What is no longer found?
What do you call that which
Has forgotten its name
How do you point fingers
When we are all to blame?
I look up at the sky
Glimpsing nothing but clouds
Though my eyes search for a silver lining
How can it feel so bitterly cold
Though I see that the sun is shining
An elusive enigma
A problem perplexing
A quandary quite sigma
And truly quite vexing
A Gordian knot with no simple solution
No way to escape this mental pollution
Perhaps in the face of a futile endeavor
I will remain in this labyrinth
Trapped here forever
Or perhaps this is only a passing phase
I will recover, I will amaze
Life is too rich to be squandered away
I will rise to fight another day.
Copyright © Sarah Dodd | Year Posted 2025
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Sarah Dodd Poem
Hanging on
By a thread
Trying to remember
What to believe
When hope is gone
And only dread remains
You strike a match
And let it burn
The candle flickers at both ends
For any respite the heart still yearns
Before the darkness again descends
Striving
Straining
Stumbling
Falling
She has forgotten how to fly
Forgotten how to try
Forgotten how to cry
Her eyes at last are dry
And finally
On bended knee
With hopeless heart
She tries to see
A better way
An brand new start
For former lies
She stands apart
And to her feet
She again will rise
Once again will come alive
She knows what it is to survive
She will never let it go.
Copyright © Sarah Dodd | Year Posted 2025
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