Crossing the narrow bridge of
faith, Jesus carried me.
I could smell the putrid odor of charred flesh.
Gnashing teeth were dining on another innocent,
cruelly
I could see many of purity's souls caught in a demonic
mesh.
Hot lava boiled in Dismal's Pit, breeding the
untrusting'sfear anew.
His robe was my protection on the narrow bridge.
I felt so loved, my faith in God had brought me
through
Even though I had to walk a thin rope on a precarious
ridge.
His nail-scarred hand held me so tenderly.
True faith had conquered the evil pitch of the demonic
thorn.
Christ's love was setting my tortured body free.
Crossing the narrow bridge of faith, my pathway was no
longer shorn.
Dorothy E. Scott
poetry99@txol.net
Copyrighted 2001
Changing Winds Of Brendaw
Dorothy Scott - My name is Poet Dorothy E. Scott I have been writing since five years old. I have a deep love for the Lord. He's been my copilot for a long while. I am a compassionate poet. I write poetry for all who need it. I currently have 52 books in seven years. I am a sick poet but know God is there and faith. Some of my work is used at an online magazine "Chrysalis." I have my own poetry corner in a magazine Almshouse Newsmagazine. I will soon be featured on www.edevo.com as a poet too. Poetry is a gift from God and for God. God Bless You! Poet Dorothy
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