You know I’ll come through

She said, someone’swatching over me–Jesus,

you are beautiful, but the

horses (thoughts) are stuck,

You can’t be known & loved 

doing nothing, sitting still &

oh Jesus, this new wine I drink

tastes bittersweet as chocolate 

I can’t bring myself to eat. I watch 

as You strengthen me with raisins-

bite sized pieces of Your word I chew through grief: be still & know 

I am God. I will fight for you, you need only be still. I follow you down in the valley you now reside;

I never leave you nor forsake you. 

We are children before the sea; I gather up mercy to kiss your dirty 

cheek with peace, waves waking 

sand, the way I pull you back to Me. Come as you are, I whisper,

darling, less like scars I see, but 

beauty: sensitive is tenderness 

I treasure. 
I love writing to music. Love, love, love it.

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