Granted... (Peace...!) Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

PEACE, be still.., from this storm-tossed sea; beneath your water’s edge.
Let “this kiss” chase your blue-gray clouds away, from destruction’s ledge!
Please “sir, ” join me in this spot of time, safe in the eye of the hurricane…
I know no human Savior, and my lot is not great, though God keeps me sane.

In the name of Christ, for all that is good, “peace to your whirlwind and pain-! ”
Didn’t you know that all have prison cells; there’s little comprehension to gain.
Everything is “free-choice.” My promised beau left me for a “bird-in-the-bush! ”
Only the “divine wine of destiny, ” being anchored in his will, helps with a wish.

Those with nothing left to live can “bring a new birth of the greatest fight…”
Revealing all the problems that one can face; perhaps clears the slate for light...!
Please sir-, “who ever had a happy life; ” when we go “from prison cell to hell? ”
Take this kiss, with thanks for what you’ve shared; “you’ve eased my lot of shell.”

Only Christ can lead us through life’s maze; to enable us to “finally find love…”
“Oh, come Holy Spirit Dove, and take this one to mountain heights up above-! ”
Love need not always speak of the problems; love sees “the answer in a gaze…”
When it’s just too hard to see through your haze; just try thankfulness for praise.

It’s true; we so often mistake one’s greed with misgiving, for true-love, then bleed.
Are there not the walking-dead; just going through the motions for such greed-? !
“Live, I say; all you old dry bones-; live in the Rose of Sharon who’s not worn! ”
Live in life-, love in war; forgive and relive-, from all that’s been so deeply torn…