my p r a y e r.

my head is entangled by the vines
of the twisted thoughts that drape through my mind
come cut me free
rescue me
from this cruel chaotic confusion casting clouds of
dreary distorted dreams deeming our being never as we
but can it be
that i drift beyond spacious view
into a realm i envisioned imaginable entailed with You
beckoned before i ever knew
You seep through my pores and embody my soul
and make me forever whole
with You…LORD.

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