Impressionable Experiences

Faith's Strength

"In Listening"

By:  Brandy Seymour

1995

Upon the porch I sit

Overlooking the ocean before me.

The time is expiring

Yes, the hour is getting late.

Staring out into the darkness

My ocean calls,

It beckons me to come.

I cannot see

Therefore, I fear.

I hear it saying

There is much work

To be done.

Come, yet I sit.

The chair is a comfort

It is familiar to me,

Yet I've out grown it.

This chair no longer suits me,

Yes I want to stay in it.

The choice cannot be made

I must rise with the waves,

Accept my call to duty,

My call to the unknown,

The uncertain,

My call from Him.