One is peace, and
one is comfort.
One is happiness and
one is joy.
One is darkness, into
more darkness,
another, worry,
seeking to destroy.
One's contentment, and
one's satisfaction,
trusting love's hands
to hold me tight.
One is fear, followed by
more fearing,
pressing, cold thoughts,
engulfed in dark night.
Every wave comes
over me with passion,
each emotion stronger
than before.
With each new feeling
overflowing compassion,
His knowing hand opens
new doors.
You are a good writer and poet :)
ReplyDeleteAww, thanks Dan! I really love reading what you write, so keep blogging! :)
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