There are things even now
that compulsion would have me to do
but no
I won't be used
by my fickle emotions
and the anxiety that
wanders loose
no
I choose to sit
to wait
to be late
to embark
on a life with a different mark
trusting that God's spark
is not that intrusive thought
or that thing brought
into the forefront of my heart
no
I will be
and I will be me
separate
different
amazed
that life no longer trickles by like a haze
but is open and free
thank you, Lord, for defining me
and as the music slips in
like pictures
colors
that flash and sway
yes,
this is the day
that the Lord has made ( :
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