This Present Darkness Poem by Danny Speicher

The heat of the day has come, now, to pass
And the sun dips low for it’s final bow
The night’s cool chill, from the North, does blow now
The lake ripples slightly like old stained glass

In the moon’s dim light, my fears come at last
While the sweat of the day dries on my brow
Fear fills my soul in ways I don’t know how
Nightmares haunt my dreams, visions of the past

I cry to You, in solitary mass
My sanity breaks like a seedling’s bough
In the whisper and wind I hear Your vow
That this present darkness, too, soon shall pass

So, I surrender, to the Prince of Peace
And, humbly accept a renewed life’s lease

((August 24th,2015))