Two men were walking side by side,
Down a path one sunny day.
They talked of all the faith they had,
As they went along their way.
Then all at once to their surprise,
They came upon a bridge.
A bridge of rotten boards and rope,
That spanned from ridge to ridge.
“I believe this bridge will hold us,
We have not a thing to fear”.
“I’m sure that if it was not safe,
They would not have it here”.
“I’m not afraid to cross it”,
”Its just too far to go around”
The two men talked the big talk,
But still they held their ground.
The men talked back and forth all day,
About how much they believed.
That the hand of God would keep them safe,
And they would not be deceived.
But though they “believed” that it would hold,
And see them to the other ridge.
The two men would not practice “faith”,
Until they stepped onto the bridge.
Beautifully done Jack! Very wise and excellent perspective!;-)
etw
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on February 5, 2005
Absolutely perfect and so very inspiring Jack.
Talk is talk but you Must show your faith for yourself and others to believe and see the hands.
Beautiful Jack
Thank You Love Traceyxo
Your words are so true, Jack. There is a big difference between having faith and giving lip service to having it. Your rhyme is perfect as always. Thank you for the repost, I don't recall seeing this on its initial posting.
Take care,
Sherry
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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very well done!!!
:)Sandy
life is a matter of faith at times
I loved this......
write some new stuff, tho
will ya!!!
:)
pax
hugs.......anita
Love Tinka
powerful message
thanks,
d.
etw
Talk is talk but you Must show your faith for yourself and others to believe and see the hands.
Beautiful Jack
Thank You Love Traceyxo
Take care,
Sherry
Thanks,
Jill
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D