La Retired from Storms

La Retired from Storms

Tired was I inspired by Him
To have retied from the team
That desired me to dream
To be fired up for EloHim

I beard the dead in Sprit
Scared to have dared to commit
To the head which said: Submit
To Me so I thread and fed with no limit

Like Christ who raised not but slept
During unsieged waves while disciples wept
Their faith minimized with a misconcept
It was exercised and calmness didn’t accept

Their fear and Christ had to hear
Noise so He will appear to catch your tear
During your stormy year thy storm has an ear
To adhere when Christ says: Disappear

While in mine violence I cherish
My moments of silence I punish
My waves to show signs of vanish
While the loud sirens perish

I reap my sleep
For that’s what I sowed I heap
This seed for when issues creep
In I’ve got no time to weep

This storm that may form
My Kingdom could seldom
Make me roam around my home
To mourn but it inspires a poem