I’d like to say I knew for sure the way you want me to go
I wish I could be sure of which one was the open door
I long to hear your say about this inner debate.
The words swim through my mind
As I fall more and more behind…
Yet, you promise your presence.
You say that the same power in this Jesus
lives in me
What am I missing?
There is still loathing in my bones
wrapped in love
There is still anger welling up
swirling in the blood
mixed with hope
There is still a question
hanging in the balance.
Lord, I need you
to be free
your word for me
End the debate
here and now.
I trust you won’t be late.
PS It’s National Poetry Month and I wrote 5 little reasons Why I love it! FYI, I tend to think about poetry and write in stanzas frequently. It’s kinda like a cross between therapy and breathing form me. Happy Friday!
Dawn Paoletta is a life enthusiast who loves to juggle words, chug coffee, and journal excessively. You can find her gathering stones on the beach most mornings. She enjoys hanging out with her hubby, daughter and family pets in Narragansett, RI and shares her passion, poetry and prose @Enthusiastically, Dawn.
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