The day grows colder

as my soul searches for solitude

walking in the snow

the screaming wind an interlude

 

Snow coming down hard

the trees begin to bend

treacherous storm

is there no end

 

Lost now

the spirits begin to hunt

my soul begs for mercy

the only sound is grunts

 

Trudging further ahead

praying for the light

has God forgotten me

He is out of site

 

Praying fervently

almost dead

suddenly a bright light

telling me not to dread

 

Coming closer

a voice screams in the wind

take hold of my hand

come out of the whirlwind

 

My hand takes hold 

as the spirits begin to run

soul safe now

the Light has won

 

copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce

 

 

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