Thoughts of Wavering

To think I waver in all of this.

A storm tossed wave
Seeking familiar shore, thinking it safe
To think I fear the clouds
When they thicken and quake, dark as soot
How quickly I forget
His blood-sworn promise

I cannot quiet my soul
I cannot cause myself to sleep
The earth shakes and I tremble
As if I were forsaken
As if I’ve never read
Never heard
Never felt
Him

I must remember my father is many things
A king, lord, master, creator
He presides over all
He will set straight was has been broken
Rescue what has been lost,
Restore what has been taken

Wild waters will again know their shoreline
Rampaging winds will calm to gentle breaths.
Season will submit to season
graciously
Each will know its place
The senseless will rhyme

And I will not waver.