The Believer

the wind stripped
the warmth from his face
as he walked but
his God whispered to him daily
singing songs of death
and the fire of faith
spoke within his heart
comforting him as he
stepped across the land

so that when he
stood before the temple
and spoke softly
into the darkness
his words of prayer
flowed easily from his heart

my God has overcome chaos
and placed order
in the hearts of men

my God is watching me
no matter which way
my face is turned

my God will comfort me
when the sky is dark
and filled with fear

my God will pour
the fire of the heavens
down on my enemies
and turn them into dust