For me, verse about spiritual things should be steeped in the misdirection of metaphor. Disguised to only allow the meaning to reveal itself by someone who needs or wants it greatly. This is the philosophy behind my own poetry concerning sacred things. This way it's holiness or sacred meaning is protected from those who might try to tear it down or destroy it.
I say this because today I wrote something very much unlike myself. Though it may have metaphor in it, it is used as an enhancement, not a shield. The message is plain and simple. This leaves me vulnerable as I intend to post it. So as I do, understand that sharing it is a leap of faith for me.
Breathe hope in my disconsolation
My lord, O wash away my tears.
Bide with me through my tribulation.
When I'm succumbing to my fears.
My Savior tary with me longer,
Be with me til the winds are fair.
Be with me so that I need not hasten,
My Restore to heaven, to be with you there.
Inside my heart the tempest rages,
My vessel beaten by the sea.
Thy voice, the tossing sea, assuages,
Be still my soul, deliver me.
My Savior tary with me longer,
Be with me til the winds are fair.
Be with me so I need not hasten,
My Restore to heaven, to be with you there.
