Poem By Steven Federle
The generals line-up, war-plans
in withered hands, ready to strike
But do not fear this transition!
For above the black clouds, know that He lingers,
Ready to strike!
Then will the blind see and the deaf hear.
Then will we leap for joy
As the mute break forth
Isaiah 35: 1-6A - 10.
(10 Dec 2016)