March 24, 2012

From an unexpected source

There’s a light at the end of the tunnel;
though, it seems to be fading fast.
And my eyes are fatigued and blurring
. . . yet, my faith tells me I will last.

There’s a train sounding off in the distance;
though, it’s barely a whisper,now.
And my hearing is not what it used to be
. . . yet, I know that it’s there, somehow.

There’s a mountain that looms before me;
there’s a storm driving at my back;
and a river that rages beneath my feet
. . . yet, I’ll weather the worst attack.

For, my spirit will not diminish,
nor my confidence ever grow weak.
I have hope, I have faith and the gift of love
and a world full of dreams to seek.

Wild Willy
I received this poem the other day from a friend, one I would least expect to send a poem.
However, he couldn't have read my situation any better. The words hit so close to home.
Thanks, this was really special.


Anonymous said...

David, your blog needs a "Like" button.


Anonymous said...

David ,
This is truly an excellent Poem, thanks for sharing it.
I did notice that the cabo trial in Boston is closed and there does not seem to be others open for us except one in Michigan.I am pulling for you, and praying.
Dan J

Anonymous said...


a beautiful poem - not unlike the song from 'Carousel' - sung at my favourite football club for the past 50 years ( Liverpoll F.C.) and one which I often sing to myself when the going gets tough

'When you walk through a storm
hold your head up high
and don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm is
a golden sky and
the sweet silver song of a lark

Walk on through the wind
walk on through the rain
Though you dreams be tossed and blown
walk on walk on
with hope in your heart
and you'll never walk alone

David, somebody of your courage and tenacity will never walk alone for the Good Lord and thousands of us are walking every step of the way with you.

prayers from across the Pond,

Anonymous said...

David, thinking of you. And what a beautiful poem!
God bless you & yours.

Susan and Don