i will
i will
as a phenomenal woman, i have learned to make one with the flooding waters…so i may control them
i won't allow the waters to over-take me
i shall remain…standing…controlling…strong
i shall demand peace…and the waters will become a sweet serene
and i will stand there in all of my awesomeness pacified
i will
i will look to the hills where my help comes from
far up…beyond a mountains peak
that appears to be ascending to the heavens
i will look for my help to come from a place past the sun
i will
i will allow help from others who stand in agreement with me
i will allow their touch of strength at my weakening times
i will allow them to help me maintain my place of peace
i will
but when the storms of life toss me into a sea of rage
i will once again search for that peace
i will not wallow with the storm
the storm shall not seek residency in me
i shall cry out to thee and be delivered
i will
if it seems as if my days are still subdued with chaos
i will turn to the peace in the still of the night
i will make one with nature
meditating in the cool of the night allowing the calmness to over-take me
i will look to thee who control the stars in the sky
i will
if it ever gets to a point where i am stuck…
spellbound…
emotionless…
frozen…
just can no longer move
i know he shall carry me
i know i will be in his arms
and if i look in the snow…there will only be one set of footprints
i will
i will listen to my body when it craves rest
i will retreat in my most desirable resting place
and remain unmoving until i'm allowed
i will
never will i be naïve to life and its battles
never will i hide my war wounds
but i will embrace them for remembrance of where i could have been
my wounds have a lot to do with the awesomeness i possess today
i will always parade my integrity and virtuousness
i will
if i hold onto my faith and exercise it, my light will always shine
and if my light goes dim, i will go to him who provides a re-boost
i will allow the heavenly rays to replenish my spirit
i will
i will take time for my kids
i will allow them to be kids
i will understand my kids need peace in their lives too
i will get intoxicated by their fearless…courageous faces
i will
Copywriter © 2008 Antira Jackson
as a phenomenal woman, i have learned to make one with the flooding waters…so i may control them
i won't allow the waters to over-take me
i shall remain…standing…controlling…strong
i shall demand peace…and the waters will become a sweet serene
and i will stand there in all of my awesomeness pacified
i will
i will look to the hills where my help comes from
far up…beyond a mountains peak
that appears to be ascending to the heavens
i will look for my help to come from a place past the sun
i will
i will allow help from others who stand in agreement with me
i will allow their touch of strength at my weakening times
i will allow them to help me maintain my place of peace
i will
but when the storms of life toss me into a sea of rage
i will once again search for that peace
i will not wallow with the storm
the storm shall not seek residency in me
i shall cry out to thee and be delivered
i will
if it seems as if my days are still subdued with chaos
i will turn to the peace in the still of the night
i will make one with nature
meditating in the cool of the night allowing the calmness to over-take me
i will look to thee who control the stars in the sky
i will
if it ever gets to a point where i am stuck…
spellbound…
emotionless…
frozen…
just can no longer move
i know he shall carry me
i know i will be in his arms
and if i look in the snow…there will only be one set of footprints
i will
i will listen to my body when it craves rest
i will retreat in my most desirable resting place
and remain unmoving until i'm allowed
i will
never will i be naïve to life and its battles
never will i hide my war wounds
but i will embrace them for remembrance of where i could have been
my wounds have a lot to do with the awesomeness i possess today
i will always parade my integrity and virtuousness
i will
if i hold onto my faith and exercise it, my light will always shine
and if my light goes dim, i will go to him who provides a re-boost
i will allow the heavenly rays to replenish my spirit
i will
i will take time for my kids
i will allow them to be kids
i will understand my kids need peace in their lives too
i will get intoxicated by their fearless…courageous faces
i will
Copywriter © 2008 Antira Jackson
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