Peace & Poetry

Walk on Water

Jermonté Taivon

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I’m no swimmer

So I try to avoid

Oceans of emotion–

Poised, despite the commotion

Of rain, and chill, and gray

Adorning seas of raging waves.

Words tackle the toughest tempest

With faith like a mustard seed.

None who believe shall go without,

But have whatever they speak.

Teach me to believe;

To walk these wretched waters

Til the dark breaks,

And sunrays warm my darkness.

At Your will the storm is stilled

And Immediately,

I’m on dry land.