June 24, 2008


I ceased the words that create my defense
and without warning
You invade all of me
to refine imperfections.
now rain love into the thirsty places
that I didn't know I had:
the secret of your distraction
will be my circular obsession.

flung far from this place
I can only cling to one thing
I feel lost and shaken
confusion overtakes when my reasoning fails
can You return what was lost sevenfold?
can I hold my breath and anticipate
because You promised
a kingdom within this loss
that like fortress walls
cannot be shaken

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