The Promise Of the Rainbow, His hands extends Thru The Rain

Turbulent seas, we have to cross,
believing on our own we bare the brunt of the pain.
Unable to see the need for the extended hands
of the Creator that extends thru the rain.

The ship we sail on is frail and useless
against the torrential rain storms of life.
And yet we continue to pursue with such vigor,
that which lights up our eyes but is full of strife.

Onward we sail to distant lands in search of
earthly things, seeking carnal satisfaction.
Forgot we have, of the spiritual connection
to He that created us, we have no reaction.

Soon the end will come, He will let go of the sail,
because you have failed to honor your Creator.
Your ship will be tossed to and fro, it will disassemble.
Destruction will be your doom, and your cries will be greater.

You will be left reaching for the hands that are not there.
You will feel only the sharpness of his tongue.
His words will pierce your heart.
He will remove you from his memory, his will be done.

He will send forth His word into the world,
He will remove all confusion and only the pure
in heart will remain.  When he sees the Rainbow in
the sky, he will remember his promise. You will
be able to see His hands as they extends thru the rain.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2010