Vaccinius

Saturday, 29 March 2014

Rod

There is an expectation to be right.
And some the nature or the culture serve.
And few are they who only serve the light.
It seems like people do not have the nerve,
since faith and hope is what they do deserve,
not love. Much better is to be by God –
much better being for God to observe,
not under but in power of the rod.



This poem is a huitain, that is a poem made out of a stanza of the ballade. This poem is published on my site "Forms of poetry" | here |.
I have put a link to this post on the blog hop of "dVerse" | here | and of "My Freshly Brewed Life" | here |.

3 comments:

  1. We choose our own paths, some may witness and share their beliefs, and some choose to hold them close, personal and private. I have always felt it is all in how we live, what we believe in our hearts,and our charity that is important. There is no "right" way, but that we will be judged by those we have loved, and the kindness we have shown. A lovely and thought provoking piece.

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  2. Beautifully composed - but I disagree with you.
    I was brought up in a religious household where God was benevolent - a God of love - not a household where we should exist under His rod - for if we do not love Him freely - in reality we do not love Him at all.
    Maybe, because others teachings were as expressed in your verse, my faith dissolved.
    Anna :o]

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  3. well writ - and one that makes a person think

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