My hesitant footsteps muffled by leaves,
Meander this ancient way.
Neglected, mossy trail compellingly weaves,
Blanketed by misty day,
Solace in which I tearfully pray.
Forest parts to reveal forsaken bay,
Stormy water, fiercesome sky,
Struggling to breathe in this vicious fray,
Crouching down to my knees I,
Claw at the earth with a ragged cry.
My body tenses and suddenly I lunge,
Onward towards the fitful sea,
Without hesitation into it I plunge,
Fearless, tormented, and free,
Screaming out my desperate plea.
Rushing waterm, my body meets stone,
Pulled down till I can breathe no more,
Sensations of fear, the breaking of bone,
Violently flung on shore,
Lulled to sleep by the oceans harsh roar...
I wake to a dawn gloriously bright,
My body bleeding and battered,
Exhausted and numb I blink at the light,
My soul is frayed and tattered,
The world is cruel... and I am shattered.
Come Lord Jesus,
You own my soul.
Come Lord Jesus,
And make me whole.
