A Poem by RomAnna

My being is filled with uncertainty and fear.

And my physiological is a free spirit.

Life has something to tell me, Revere.

But what I need, I can’t find �" the quiet.


The thunder speaks and its voice is calming.

It’s natural, familiar, and timeless.

I pray and turn to the ancient psalms,

But all of this energy is boundless.


Crack! The bolt of lightning shocks the earth

And I feel a jolt of adrenaline.

I’m learning how to appreciate my worth,

But it’s yet a value still unmeasured from within. 


Help me Lord to find the answers

to questions that I haven’t figured out.

I need your love, grace, and candor

Until then, I’m waiting for a revelatory handout.

© 2012 RomAnna

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Added on August 7, 2012
Last Updated on August 7, 2012
Tags: quiet, christianity