Published Poems - Coming Soon

By Anda Wood based on Romans 8:37

When the road is long and your strength feels small,

And shadows stretch like a growing wall,

Lift your eyes—you’re not alone,

Each step you take, He makes His own.

Though paths are steep and strength may fade,

New mercies come to lend you aid.

You’re not alone in what you face;

His quiet hand still holds your place.

So lift your head when storms draw near,

Your tears are seen, your cries are clear.

Stand firm in love, walk through that door—

With God beside you, you need no more.

© 2025 Anda Wood. All rights reserved.

By Anda Wood based on Psalm 56:3-4

When fear surrounds like crashing waves,

And courage hides in trembling caves,

Your voice cuts through the anxious night—

A whispered truth, a steady light.

Though I may stumble, still I'm heard—

I trust in You. I praise Your Word.

When doubt begins its quiet war,

And shadows creep beneath the door,

You are the peace my heart recalls,

The God who holds me when I fall.

No threat can shake what faith has learned—

In every storm, I praise Your Word.

No power, height, or depth can steal

The promise that Your love is real.

You stand beside me, fierce and kind,

With mercy deep and truth aligned.

My soul is safe, my vision stirred—

I will not fear. I praise Your Word.

© 2025 Anda Wood. All rights reserved.

by Anda Wood based on Proverbs 12:22

Truth may tremble on the tongue,

Like dawn before the day’s begun.

It stings, it shines, it breaks the night—

Yet in its glow, we find what’s right.

Not forged in pride or sharpened blame,

But clothed in love, it speaks no shame.

Peace walks with truth, hand clasped in grace,

And leaves a light in every place.

To walk in truth is to be whole—

With steady hands and quiet soul.

No need to hide, no mask to wear,

Just sacred peace, breath of fresh air.

© 2025 Anda Wood. All rights reserved.

by Anda Wood 

I baked a cake—

cherries folded into soft batter

of sugar and almond flour

measured with care,

hoping for something special.

The sweet aroma filled the house,

warm and full of promise.

Golden batter rising slowly,

patiently,

under steady heat.

But when I took the first bite,

something was missing.

Not sweetness,

not time, nor care—

but the essence.

A few drops of almond essence—

Small. Unseen.

But everything.

I thought of love.

It’s not loud,

not always understood,

but it’s what makes everything whole.

It waits when others rush.

It speaks gently

when silence would be safer.

It forgives

when pride whispers 

and hearts ache for justice.

Love clings to truth,

protects when it’s hard, 

trusts when it’s risky, 

hopes when it hurts,

endures when 

leaving would be easier.

Without love,

even what’s good—

faith, hope, joy,

generosity, service, sacrifice—

taste flat.

Impressive, maybe.

But incomplete.

Love is the essence.

Invisible and powerful.

The drop that changes

everything.

© 2025 Anda Wood. All rights reserved.