Holding On
written by: Evelyn
@sanepoet
when all you have is faith
and the storms, they rage
you see the rainbow at the end
and you sleep and rest
and find refuge in a word
the sheer belief
and you anticipate the spring
the flowers, the fruits
because underneath, in darkness
you planted the seed
the mere utterance
and you hold on to the raw
the words and the visions
because it was mentioned
by the unaltered, timeless words
it is faith
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Faith starts with knowing the truth and holding on to the promises according to the nature of the promise-Giver, building on with trust and hope.
I'm just Evelyn.
I see an immense amount of beauty and destruction in the universe, and I believe that everything has a deeper meaning if we only care to look closer.
I always have a poem waiting in the pocket of my mortal jeans.
I see an immense amount of beauty and destruction in the universe, and I believe that everything has a deeper meaning if we only care to look closer.
I always have a poem waiting in the pocket of my mortal jeans.
Latest posts by Evelyn (poeticasymptote) (see all)
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