My Master ( poem)🔥

Biju Abraham Atlanta.

My master is great and His words are true.
His profound words echoes my heart like the sweet sound of ocean waves makes an “unknown music “Which never fades away.

I grew up in the lap of a sea where I didn’t have many dreams to dream about.

But one day I heard a strong commanding voice saying “cast your net here “ and found the miracle of “abundance”.

I saw the power and the “assurance of hope” in His eyes.

I saw the “light “so bright in His eyes which can lead me to “a new shore” where I will not be scarce for anything ever more.
I never had to look
back and search for the net and the boat once I left it on the shore.
As I heard the mesmerizing sound of the master I didn’t have a second thought.
“I will make you the fishers of men “
I saw people were running around seeking peace and hope to quench their thirst.
Pleasures of the world can never quench the thirst of “a grieving soul “.

Only my Master can fill your soul with “the living water “which never makes you thirst again.🔥