A POEM BY ROSE ( I CRY NOT)

The sky grew black
the wind blew cold
her mind was racing
her heart was old
the evil came.....
her mind ran screaming
her body stood ground
the evil came ....
it knocked her down....
her days are long and lonely
her life is very empty
minutes turn to hours
and hours turn to days ...
her life is always lived
the same way......
mindless, aimless existance
is there no end ?
she does not laugh
she can not cry..
she sits and waits for
her time to die ..
images from the past
come rushing back
her walls grow weak
they begin to crack....
her mind is screaming
please God.....
hold the evil back
a crumpled heap upon the floor
her mind can handle no more ..
then a light shows through the door
more bright then any shes seen before
strong hands lift her up
gentle arms hold her tight
a soft voice says it will be alright
warmth floods her being ,
the evil is fleeing ....
touched by the master,
held in His hand ....