Sometimes I have such clarity.
My being knows it’s maker.
My heart is at rest.
Though my mind may float around with the wind, it knows where to return to;
the heart and mind are in sync.
I expect goodness from my God;
I am sure of who I am as
Then there are times when I grapple.
Grapple for understanding grapple for clarity grapple for peace
This rocky edge that I’m running on seems like it is about to
Yet I know it won’t. The wings of my God are a barrier, if I fall of the edge –
I fall onto the broad wings of the dove.
I lay and I rest.
I nestle into his feathers and his wings wrap around me….
We fly; we dance; we are.
When I am rested,
He places me down.
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