The Stream

The Stream

I don’t have the strength to stand

So I’ll just lay here and let the water rush over me

Washing way the pain and the depression

Refreshing me and filling me with every wave


Swept by an under tow that I can’t fight

Threatening to drowned me and I have no will to resist

A rush of fear runs through me as I think

What will it feel like when I finely drown?


Peace, deep peace replaces the fear

As I see that this stream is nothing to dread

As the waves of the Holy Spirit rush over me

While I lay in the Stream of Grace


About RisingFromTheAshesPoetry

I am a survivor of domestic violence and I write poetry: Wisdom once said put your life into verse Or your pain and suffering will only get worse He said put your thoughts into rhyme And the healing you seek will come in time
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