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THE STORM CEASED

THE STORM CEASED

Darkness had overshadowed 
My aching heart 
My mind embraced 
Suicidal thoughts 

The cares of life
Were too much for me 
I was trapped in quicksand 
Impossible to be freed 

The storms of life tossed me 
Like dust in the wind
And at midnight of my life
I saw the Son of God
On the raging sea, casually walking 

He came towards me
With assurance in his eyes 
He never chastised me 
Or recalled my lies

He gently reached out 
His nail scared hand
And snatched me from 
The graves master plan.

Wilford Barker.

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Jim "The Lad" ....

" He never chastised me" great line Wilford!  love the write!He did come to save!.............Jim

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Tony Taylor

This is friggin' BRILLIANT Sir BARKER!!......the detail in the content of this poetic narrative is crafted and delivered with poetic perfection.....perfect timing and rhythm to this makes for a wonderful poem when read aloud!!.....it truly shines my friend......one of your best in my most humble opinion!!......PINNED!!......Stellar work dear poet brother!!q.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )

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Wilford Barker

Fabulous... really love this form of encouragement my friend. 
I am overwhelmed with excitement. Lol
Thank you Sir T.
Best of wishes to you and your family. 

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