I’ve weathered storms that I thought would drown me
I’ve learnt to soar in winds I thought would consume me
They say
Out of the ashes must rise a new Phoenix
The flame…
Being refined by fire
Through it, I’ll rise higher
The flames provide the fuel
As I soar to my strength
Refined by fire
Gold purified
A faith that stands.
By Faith Olajuyigbe, author of Words of Faith
For more visit: https://www.wordsoffaith.co.uk
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I would echo what Keith says. That is a real test of your faith that it helps you to weather the storms. Keep on keeping on
Nice one
The gift of Faith is a gift indeed. Excellent poem
Keith
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Tue 25th Aug 2020 12:21
Very uplifting Faith. I enjoyed this very much.