Faith An Elixir
Poem By Raymond Finnegan
I pondered where the warm winds had departed to.
With sun in shackles of thick black and cerulean clouds.
A whirl of frost bite licks against thy face.
Where is the touch of love woven into my soul to melt the harsh weather away?
Stay and watch the sunrise and lay next to me you angel.
You represent the saviour in my life.
You are in the bible curing me of a never ending disease.
A faith luring my heart into yours.
Another recipient of a love casted into the liquid green.
No cross to bear witness to my rapture.
Man has provided sin.
No safe haven for love and a cure.