Monday, May 8, 2017

PAD 11 sonnet

Breaking Chains

A fear resides within my thoughts today.
I walk along a garden path to think.
For I am growing restless as I pray.
The earth is sitting on a slippy brink.

My faith is not as strong as it should be.
When He returns, will my faith be in Him?
He gave it all, so I could have the key.
My lack of faith is keeping me so grim.

I’m like a baby, not a grown adult. 
I’m hungry for sweet milk instead of steak.
Unsuited to be brave, this is my fault.
I hold on to the thoughts that make me shake.

But His red blood flows deep within my veins.
He gives me what it takes to break fear’s chains.

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