Where Time Stands Still
by louis gander I found myself in desperate hope - I couldn't sing, I couldn't cope with city's noise that so annoys and racing time as sin destroys.
Among the city's working slave and the great ocean's pounding wave, the time slipped past and flowed so fast. I prayed for peace - that it would last.
I'd often pray while I would dream of peaceful life beside a stream - where acorns drop from high atop the tallest trees - where time would stop.
Alarmingly high from rocky ledge - through prayer I found the river's edge. But there were graves in ocean caves where men sought shelter from the waves.
I climbed down from my lofty pride where many stumbled, many died. In danger, pled I, humble cry that I should live and never die.
Confessing I, reached deep within repenting of my ev'ry sin. And when I found that solid ground, the grasses, green, were all around.
For all the beauty I did thank my God along that river bank. In answered prayer, without a care - through faithfulness, I found Him there.
And then upstream, a path I took along a creek, then bubbling brook. Continued I, to walk on by all other things that caught my eye.
The water clear, refreshing, clean was prettier than ever seen. As if possessed, I couldn't rest - so feet pressed on. I was His guest.
Beside His living, bubbling spring. I found my voice and I can sing. It is so sweet. It is complete. All time stands still with no repeat.
I tarry there in peaceful prayer. I'm in His arms and do not care for futile lies and futile cries of man's deceptions as he dies.
His living spring of water lives! It never takes - but always gives. I sought His will and found the thrill of living where all time stands still. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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