peace
Aug 30, 2005 11:04 AM

For now, life is peaceful.
All is calm.
I cant call it graceful,
But I know it is warm.

I feel no joy.
But I feel no gloom.
Within, mixed like an alloy,
I await my doom.

Yes there are problems,
And they are on my mind.
I need some solution,
And I've not yet find.

I believe they will be solved,
As the time is near.
And I hope in God,
That some chances may Appear.

Life is no roses,
Though sweet the fragrance may be.
For comes a time the roses will die,
And what fragrance shall be for me?

Now my heart grows weary.
This as my problems escalate with time.
But when I'm hopeless and dreary,
My God will help me sublime.

I know the light gets brighter as it nears the noon of day.
But so does the night get darker as day fades away.
How can I be happy, when all I see is night?
But neither can I quite, and like a coward lose the fight.

You know what?
I'll pray.
For all things possible with Jesus,
Then night can turn to day.

by Jerome Gratto