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My Little Wooden Boat

The night was cold and dark ,the waves were crashing high,soaking me in its wrath,I fight to stay alive.

The rain is falling so hard it is cutting my skin,reminding me of all the pain...... my pre-destined sin.

I look into the darkness of the infinite sky,it only reflects the emptiness I feel so deep inside.

I need to find a light house to shine it's light on me,perhaps then a ship at sail could come and set me free.

The wind is wrapping me in it's rage, whipping me side to side, as I am reminded of the fall before my pride.

As I frantically search for a life jacket so I can stay afloat, I hold on to the railing of my little wooden boat.

The brisk air devours me, and I am left to survive, for these shark infested waters will be my demise.

The thunder shouting so loudly , it muffles my weary cry, I think I am to fatigued to fight this fury and  try to stay alive.

The salt from the water beating upon my face, resting upon my lips,leaving a sour taste.

Looking into the night for a star to guide me through, yet not a blink of light to show me what to do.

Screaming in my silence, GOD please build me a dam, I heard this massive voice reply....you must first take my hand.

It was then I lifted my hand and closed my eyes tight, hoping God would reach for me and guide me to the light

That was the night I learned about having faith.......the storm took me under , to redeem me from my fate.

Now when I look out to sea , I have a little hope, as I remember the night GOD saved me in MY LITTLE WOODEN BOAT.

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our greatest moments don't come in not failing,but in rising everytime we fall.

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  • cali951
    November 3, 2007
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    GYea thats a nice poem and a good metaphor about being saved


  • honest eyes
    September 19, 2007

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    perfect

    I thought this poem was very moveing. And it inspires me to write more poetry myself. It literally gave me goose bumps. Great job!


    • lostinthevoid
      September 19, 2007
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      thankyou

      thankyou for the comment, I am glad my words could inspire you,and I am glad you liked it! thanks again for the nice comment


  • Heavens Child
    September 3, 2007

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    I love your style. There is such depth in your words. You've done an excellent job with the imagery of the storm. Life is about taking risks, and sometimes we need to take the risk of reaching out so we can be saved. Thank you so much for entering my contest. I've thoroughly enjoyed your writing.


  • Avalanche.Echo
    August 5, 2007

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    I liked this write, but I'm really not big on god-centric poetry. It was well-written, but not my cup of tea.

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