Well Of Comgfort Poem by George Samuel

Well Of Comgfort



Walk through bound and brave
Crawl through slave
Cry silent voice speak
Cross yonder calm but weak
Come over boarders and heart broken
Slot through a thousand stars hidden
Lifted eyes melted spirit
Up to your pilgrim journey merit
From tempest time come unto calm
And anoint your reckless feet with balm

Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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