Poem -

Worth Dying For

"...and not loving their lives even unto death"

Having freedom is not found through fear

It's found through faith

Faith doesn't live by material eyes

Faith doesn't listen down

Faith looks up above the storm

Faith listens in to the heart

Faith lives inside out

The roots of evil shrivel up as they're exposed to the sunlight

Find Zen but open your hands there and watch grief fall like Niagara

Let the hand of God take hold and lead you

Stop looking at the chains that aren't real

You are a free Dumbo

Ignorant to the vomit of the Father of Lies and his drunk ho
 
Like as unto a dove

Like a wise serpent with a feather

Fly my friends fly

It's time to walk on waters

Along the tightrope of Existence vs Being

Balancing with your cruciform parasole

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Gwendoline

Faith looks up above the storm
Faith listens in to the heart
Faith lives inside out

wonderful powerful descriptions on the strength faith can bring a person. Once they find their faith, it can truly switch it all around 

A poem that reflects to the reader the strength of the writers own faith. A wonderful thing to have and see shine 

Gwen :)

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I love your many facets of perspective!.........................................................Jim

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al Bikaadi

Thanks for noticing Jim my dear poet brother. 🕊SHALOM

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