There Is a Child Alive in Me
There is in me alive a child who tugs
and sets my face toward the rising sun
on days when clouds obscure the sky
and I am turned to look the other way...
He is that part of me that I can trust,
who asks questions instead of bluffing
with an answer when it’s clear I haven’t
got a clue... and when I die it will be he
who leads me into darkness wondering.
1 comment:
Bravo! Jerral,dear friend, your free verse has captured the essence of "faith". I constantly wonder at how many ways the 5 letter word "faith" can be both exalted and subverted, but for me, this verse of yours rings totally true and gives me hope.
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