Sometimes our life is dark and stormy.
And we are in vain searching for hope.
Consolation is no where to be found.
The only left in our hand is patience.
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We are too weary, ready to give up.
Because the answer is nowhere to be heard.
Though we know a promise has been said.
And we can only watch for preservation.
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Strengthen our hearts.
So that our thoughts are no thrown out.
Uncertainty can make us hopeless.
But faith can cast away our speculations.
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Look into your heart and remember.
Than He has already anchored Himself inside.
Can you feel the heaviness and strength,
Of the strongest and immovable foundation?
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He will return and that is for sure.
We just don't know when.
And when He comes you will be surprised.
Because He'll give us bliss we have never felt before.
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Rhymes of My Soul
PoetryA poem is like a mirror, it echoes a soul. Every line has its own revelation - to uncover who we are, what we are and what we believe . . .
