A Heart Expounded

Lead me. Far have
I strayed but lead.
Guided in trenches
of fallen promises.

Surefire were my eyes
but hollow my fruit.
Rest so desired
but whisked was I
from my yoke.

A twinge. A speck
reflectant of hope.
The trickling water;
pilgrim to an end.

So I followed. Led.
Upon our shoulders,

we bore.

Offering

To know Your will is my desire, Lord;
To give myself entirely unto You.
To have my heart be pierced by the sword
of Your eternal love and light so true.
Please take from me all which has kept me blind
to wholeness set before my broken eyes
and grant me greater peace of soul and mind,
that Satan's snare be not my grand demise.
I thirst for you, O Lord: my heart's desire,
for in You I have found the hope in being.
Where wisest fools are taunted by the lyre,
Your joyful trumpet blares are ever-freeing.

My entire self, without reserve I give
to seize this opportunity to live.