by Sandra S Corona
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The Pope, my brother, my friend and a man of peace, courage and humility, has gone gracefully into infinity ... I will miss his calm in the storms on Earth.
In deepest dark, pure ebony,
I sense the Light He is for me
and hear His voice internally
in sweetest words ... infinity.
My spirit sings its' greatest praise ...
My fears calmed to tranquility--
inside out--hope, serenity.
Without Love, His sincerity,
no one on Earth would e'er be free
for from His grave our Savior raised.
Heaven is home for you and me.
When I am weak, He helps me stand.
When I need guidance, there's His hand
leading me to His promised land.
He knows us all and understands.
when life's chaotic I'm amazed
by His grace, responsibility.
When despairs deep, He's everywhere
even though we can't see Him there.
Ask and He'll say, "I really care!"
He helps us cope with all we bear.
Whate'er our sins, He doesn't faze.
He's the Rock for humanity.
He brought us hope of Kingdom come.
He taught us that His will be done.
Along lifes' way, we shall have fun
with Jesus, Lord, God's only Son.
To live for Him we cannot stray ...
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|Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
|A very Heartfelt heartwarming and inspirational poem. So true. Beautiful and the picture breaks my heart. Excellent on every part of this poem of your loving heart and soul.
|Reviewed by Emeka Nwogu
|The angels are singing hossana song for him right now. Good thoughts.
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|Nice thoughts for him...|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|He will be missed.