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My youth group, Remnant, hired me to write poems on lessons. this is my first assignment.

A raging sea is all around

Ripping your boat apart.

The need for being found

Lies deep within your heart.

 

You call for help; a saving grace;

But no one can respond.

You look for your Savior’s face.

It seems like He is gone.

 

The sea rages and fear comes on.

Has he left me here?

All you have left is won.

You know the end is near.

 

The vessel doesn’t fall apart;

There is no need for fear.

Your saving grace did not depart;

He’s always been right here.

Reviews

[Craig Peters]

A beautiful poem, I have often felt this way.

[Artūrs Lūsis]

devestatingly beautiful! fair imagery, well arranged; clear voice of language; a procession of images neatly arranged through poetic technique, as i see it; there's a great trial carried out, a powerfully appealing narrative describing turmoil of emotional experience - how our own perceptive minds, always present, are the source of our drowing or swimming, survival; it is our vessel. figurative use of some trvialities is tasty, keeping thought on the context and subtext; very little confusion, and therefore few eneptitudes that are barely notable.

just want to add, for you have a way around with words, and since i interpreted it out of any religous context - don't get too lost in religion. seriously! belief's a bit different, but that's all in our minds.

thank you!

[Vyctm]

lol. I never thought about it that way.

[Tina Kline]

Very inspiring words. Having faith and hope is important when life is good and easy and when life isn't so good and very difficult.

[Stripes]

I'm not huge on religion but this a great piece of writing. The rhythm and rhyme get a little choppy in places but I think it fits really well, especially since this is about a storm and so the choppy-ness seems like a good fit