There are clouds forming, dark and blue
They are hiding power, something new
Inside the swirling chaos and hate
There is thunder, there is fate
The ocean roars, it swells and rolls
It swallows the hate, and devours souls
Whirlpools whip, they lash and tear
Cyclones ravage without a care
In all this madness, on the open sea
One man stands, devoted and free
On the water of hatred and shadow
He searches for an end to the sorrow
The forces of nature are unforgiving
They try to destroy all that is living
The sea is judgment and salvation
To those who can face their fears and damnation
In the center of the storm it is calm
On his battered ship, he raises his palm
He calls out, with his voice and mind
He controls the storm, and forces it to unwind
The storm falls apart without a word
His work done, he fades into a blur
The sun shines on the sparkling water
And he disappears, forever after
He was never known, but the people wonder
Will he return, if it should ever thunder
He was a miracle, selfless and kind
He saved them, from the ravages of time
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Author:
P.X. Vexxus (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Salvation [May 22, 2016] 1. A story about a man who puts his own life at risk to help those around him. 2. Mark 4:39 - Jesus rebuked the wind and said to the waves "Be Still!" and there was great calm.
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Comments5
You sir, are an amazing writer. Thank you for sharing this. Your vocabulary and word choices along with how you verse are phenomenal.
A well written tribute poem, P.X.!
Peace, be still. Enjoyed this.
Wonderful poem
I like this very much
Thanks for all the wonderful comments! 😀
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