Saturday, 17 April 2010

the battle

Regret-the worst kind of companion
follows me.
attaching himself to the very fibre of my being.

Faith- a beautiful friend
chases me.
His light shines when all else is dark.

Fear- a lonely and bitter cloud
encircles me.
I breath it in and it becomes me.

Hope-a silver shimmer of light
lifting me.
New strength is found. Jesus is his name.

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