WELL OF TEARS

A well of tears within me
threatens soon to overflow,
I cling with desperation
to the loving hands that row..

The boat that is my daily life
adrift on stormy seas,
in times of human weakness
He brings me to my knees.

In my thoughts the evil one
plants a fog of fear and doubt,
and I am blinded as I search
to find the one way out.

Soon the winds of faith and love
disperse the fog, to me do show,
the one and only Navigator
I ever want to know.

For He will never steer me wrong
He brings about the calm,
and guides me on His course Divine
to where I e’er belong.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
May 23, 1994