In these uncertain times. In these days when the world is shaking. In this season when hearts are quaking with fear. Of Covid-19. I will take refuge in Christ my Lord. I will cling to my Rock. I will abide in the secret place of His tent. Where I am safe in His embrace. I will behold His face. While around me. The storm rages on. Rages on. Here I’ll stay. Sheltered in His arms.
—-fellow poets, if any of you would like prayer, I am here for you.