I’ve been searching
Days and years
For something
That will not ever
Be found again
To compare each option
To emotions
That were buried long ago
Has been unfair
To the story
God wants to write
So, I close my eyes
And, drop the pen
The blank sheets
Before me
Waving in the wind
I’ve been searching
Days and years
For something
That will never
Be found now
To compare each option
To ideals
That should be buried
Has been the beckon
Of the story
God asks to write
Surrender, my heart whispers
To the here and now
To the first chapter
God is writing now

I love the rhythm of this one! It’s beautifully written and intentional
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