Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Turned

Use my hands 
and use my heart
This world, though good, 
is miles apart from you. 
I see that Love 
has set me free. 

With certainty,
I thought I knew
that passions sown
and wealth accrued
I'd find true peace
Instead, my innocence
Had ceased. 

Like raindrops scattered
Upon the ground,
Your grace shone through
your victory found
In joy and light
You cured my dark
Obstructed sight. 

Grant to me
all that I'll need 
And take it all
And plant in me 
a seed of hope. 
Through pain, I'll
Thrive, not merely cope

In you, who fashioned
All I am. 
I place my trust,
Within your hand 
Of life and death
My soul is cleansed
Upon your breath. 

Take from me
This broken crown
Of errors, follies
And failures all 
around. I feel as if
My knees have cause
To kneel.