In The Eye Of The Storm Poem by Bebai Rosa

A presence urges me to press on
as the winds leave my sails
This vessels strength nearly gone
Yet I persevere to prevail

This expedition through dry places
Has taken a didactic toll
If I could touch the hem of YESHUA's garment
I'd take hold and never let go

What awaits me? I'd like to see
What cumulous clouds conceal
Through the gift of prophecy
YAH's blessings are revealed

The presence is YESHUA's spirit
Within me he abides
He quickens my depleted soul
Thereby I'm revitalized