THE COMFORTER
Comfort from the comforter
ministers to me
Changes things inside my soul
Changes how I see
Comfort from the comforter
Puts singing in my heart
Changes not just my soul
But changes every part
He comes as fire, comes as wind
Water running deep
Annointing touch, peace of mind
Rest with in my sleep
The comforter is not an IT
Its simple just a He
The comforter is part of God
He's in the trinity.
This poem sounds very much like a hymn, or even a ballad. Usually, that does not impress me in a literary poem (although, of course, in a hymn it would be quite impressive), but in this case, this poem is the exception to my usual rule of preference. Although I was at first reluctant to look at it, I am now glad that I did.
Starward