Best Faith Poems

What if love is the religion,
and heaven a voice 
with no ego; 
synchronized in 
harmonious hope,
speaking dialects
of kindness?
What if hell is a myth, 
and evil lurks as shadows,
dressed in greed 
and insincere speech? 
What if there’s no fine line
between dusk and dawn?
no strained streak between
darkness...

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When the storm clouds boil around me, 
And the lightning splits the sky--. 
When the howling wind assails me,
And life's sea is rolling high--
When my heart is filled with terror,
And my fears, I can't allay--
Then I find sweet peace and comfort, 
When I simply stop...

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a poet, you say? pardon no, not am I
there's only ONE poet - He writes on the
       sky
of sunsets and stars, of space without end
with a dazzling bright ink and ethereal pen

of rainbows and sun dogs, anvils and rains
mists...

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"HOLDING HIS HAND"

*The Voice*
God, can I hold your hand and follow you?

"God's voice"
My child, it is I who will walk with you! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during...

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She rests beneath her willow’s weeping rain,
As autumn strips them bare behind its theft;
Of slender leaves and tears, they stand bereft,
Yet sorrow, like the wind, begins to wane.
For all that falls to earth won't fall in vain,
And what escapes our sight has not yet left;
Though...

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Grace-full is the lily born of virtue’s milk 
Inspiring me with petals pure in my hour of need -
Vow and vim of passion vivid and empowering as I
Imagine the strength of soulful surrender while three
Nails were driven into a suffering so great -- selflessly You
Gave...

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Crystal winged hourglass flows muted gold sand
as time turns red dawn to pink dusk once more;
 life’s tapestry fades as years so expand 
but love in the heart gives youth to restore
when embraced with so much left to explore. 
 Crystal winged hourglass portrays such...

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you were an infant
i would sing a song i created for you

'there's a baby in my arms
there's a baby in the mirror
but honey 
there's not really two
the child in the mirror
is only 
an image 
of you'

in that same vein i write this

_

you can't hide inside...

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If God gives me tomorrow
I'll try to stop crying
unlike this dark night
where I fear that I'm dying

If He gives me tomorrow
I'll let go of today
I'll hold onto the good things
and the rest throw away

In the grass I'll walk barefoot
and make friends with a bird
A deaf...

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Close your eyes and forget the rain
                                   Dream about the sun...

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To win is the trying..!' gainst despairs blank stare, a wounded earth still 
rolls on..! Midst the throes of territorial vying..

Shows our shattered crystal the counsel of despair
As the pales; of circumvention, invade earth's free sod and air, 

Oh.! such power we covet To maintain..!...

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There once was a bum. He was the neighborhood drunk. He had an unkempt demeanor. His salt and pepper hair had not been washed in years. The clothes he wore were 
ragged. His shirt had giant holes in them. He looked twice his age. In...

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Mama….it’s today
The chalendar shouts it
Today
15 years ago..you breathed your last
and I still see you in dreams
and I still miss you, Mama

I’m sitting here
in front of the screen 
wondering….what it would be like
to see your smile again
wondering if you’d be proud of my work
I write, Mama
I...

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Jesus gives me directions
To love as He has loved
With a sincere compassion
That knows no conditions

This love of His has no limits
It goes beyond worry and strife
It fills the heart with a joy…
That can only be expressed in rebirth

This love of His has a purpose
To give...

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Oh, Lord! Lest one is asleep,
the purge to kill you,yet again,
is quite deep.
Some, who read your word in
the Bible, re-create it, with myths
that are long and deep.

Or, they in arrogance and fervent
ignorance stomp, on your words
as but fairy tales.
They are turning the tables on you, 
woking...

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