COMFORT IN THE ARMS OF GOD
There is an eerie silence in the bowels of
serenity.
In the midst of perpetual chaos, there is
peace within.
In the fleeting moment when self steps aside,
a spiritual connection
seeps past the ego and strength emerges
unparalleled.
Cold, dark, shadows seek to slay the warmth of
inner light,
yet my faith prevails like a lotus flower,
Impaling the snow covered earth to bask in the
comforting rays of enlightenment.
The dragons have been released!
My faith-clad shield protects me, cloaking me
from the fiery crimson eyes of evil!
I find comfort in the cradling arms of God.
By Joseph Trimachi
