Surrounded by the presence of You, finding wellness in my soul, I begin to wonder how well it really is, as I search between darkness of intertwined sin, fresh and long forgiven, struggling to surrender.
Far away are my thoughts, my head downtrodden, as shadows zip back and forth, flickering while I wrestle to capture light. Then, as though I’ve lost all but my soul, You touch me, reaching deep within and plucking me from fear and doubt out into the hue of sunrise, where I grasp for air, after drifting under turbulent waters for too long.
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