samanthasound

#10

In thoughts on God on November 22, 2010 at 2:14 am

I was a paper tree falling at the slightest breeze.

 

Even in my swaying may I trust you,

may my heart be what is most pleasing to you.

Break it in your power, a roar,

a call to bow, a call to return

to rest, to worship, to lavish love

to bathe in your glory, true cleanliness,

true beauty.

Warm it in its most barren of places

make me disciplined, in love

and in choice

a sacrifice of the heart

a test of trust.

 

I was a paper tree falling at the slightest breeze.

Please make me an Ariel,

a lion of God.

-Amen

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