A Little Poem . . .

So, recently I got this little inspiration to write a couple of poems about God . . . So here's one of them.

Guardian

This is not me,

Not where I should be,

Stuck in this predicament,

To the point that I lament.

The world seems so cruel;

I’m crushed under its rule,

Searching for a way out,

Don’t know for whom to shout.

Where shall I turn?

For whom shall I call?

Where is this Light?

Is there light at all?

This is the Lord’s call

To me to stand tall

To get me on the right track,

To give me strength that I lack—

My Guardian.

I had lost my way,

Refused to obey.

I couldn’t find the right road,

Nowhere to stay, no abode.

I’m ever so lost,

Heart cold with a frost,

Blind to never see,

Does the world hate me?

But now I hear song,

Voices calling me.

They grow ever strong,

Who can they be?

These are the angels of the Lord,

To bring me back onto the board,

To give me love I seek,

To take me as their keep.

This is the Lord’s call

To me to stand tall

To get me on the right track,

To give me strength that I lack

My Guardian.

Now, here I stand,

On new ground, new land,

This is who I should be!

This is truly me…

This is the Lord’s call

To me to stand tall

To get me on the right track,

To give me strength that I lack

My Guardian.

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I hope you enjoyed it; I should be posting a doodle or two soon.

~Rain