MY ROCK
As I stare into the distance, as still as a figurine,
emotive waves crash into my psyche, drowning me slowly in a bottomless
sea of ***** rious vista.
Deeper and deeper I sink, with fear gripping me as a child
would his mother on a thunderous stormy night.
The deeper I sink, the darker it gets and just when I think I am done for,
the sound of His name creates a hole in my canister of thoughts, and gradually,
the sea begins to abate.
He causes the waters of doubt and worry to evaporate out of my mind.
He carries my thoughts into his basin and leaves me calmed.
He is The Morning Star that chases away the melancholic contiguous
that tries to envelop me.
He is The Light of the World that fights off the foolish darkness.
He is my Lord, The Prince of Peace