Hardships and tests of faith
came to a humble man.
Tests too great for him.
Stumbling and falling daily.
Was this God’s plan?
With his right fist he cursed
the life he had.
The day offered no peace.
The night offered no rest.
Friends became enemies.
His lover became a stranger.
An angel came to him in a dream;
faint whispers from a distant place.
Comfort consumed his soul!
He realized his earthly life
was not the end.
He realized that faith
should be his guide.
With all his heart and mind
he arrived to a place he belonged.
-
Author:
James Michael (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 27th, 2025 20:20
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 5
Offline)
Comments3
A poem of finding oneself and a new faith. Very nicely written it speaks to the spirit.
A faith that he always had, just temporarily lost due to life’s complexities. Is what I tried to convey. Thanks for your encouraging comment.
A sense of finding a new faith which enables them to find themselves, enjoyed the read
Thanks for your kind comment.
You are very welcome
Good write JM.
A bit of Jobism in this one. Is that even a correct word to use?!
Thanks Dude!
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.