I Read The Book You Wrote

by Taminang Therese N

It nurtured me up strong and firm,
Gives me faith and meaning in life.
Reading the book that you wrote:
"The Rain Fell, ...

You know not of your deed Father.
That a soul lifted up 'cause thee,
Has believed the book you wrote,
The Floods Came, ...

When the tempest is very high,
My recall on your art I chill,
Because of the book that you wrote,
The Wind Blew, ...

I've stood firm in a great fire.
I have stood firm in deep waters.
Because I read the book you wrote, ...
And Beat House, ...

When weariness and tempt come close,
And no one seems to care I cry,
I turn to read the book you wrote, ...
It didn't fall."

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My Faith Poetry contest entry

My inspiration came from a novel I read in which one Priest shared his experience of difficult times he went through but in the end, he survive after hiding in a cave for a long time. Most inspiring was its brief description, "The rain fell, the floods came, the winds blew, and beat upon that house, and it did not fall." Thus, the last lines of this poem.

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