Psalm

You say
'be not afraid'
yet this darkness is
complete.

A well of silence lies
beneath my feet
as I try to feel
my way back to you.

How can I be brave
when all around me I hear
rivers of anguish, tears
over-flow life’s banks?

Terror fills the sky
in dark flashes
as my sight declines,
and endless night
encroaches on the edge
of vision.

Will you lift me
if I stumble
and fall?

Oh, call softly
and with seeing
fingers I'll find
your healing
hands again

poem by Steven Federle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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