Surrounded, & connected, & yet, still so alone,
waiting to be called by You, ready to come home,
& yet, I know the purpose for my life has yet to be
fulfilled, & still, I wait on You, bound, & yet, set free~
Wandering, yet being led, You draw me into Your will,
I enter in, then run again, afraid to drink my fill,
& still, when I am hiding, Your voice never does depart,
I hear it in the shadows, in the corners of my heart.
In those shadows,light still enters in,
though darkness lingers on,
freed from the places I have been,
in my weakness, I'm made strong,
& yet, I wait for total victory & know it's real,
unable to just enter in, lingering things yet to heal.
Still, there are times of basking
in the light, 'til I am blinded,
overjoyed just to be yours,
until, once more, reminded
of all the walls still yet to fall,
I long for total release,
& in the shadows, Lord, there You are,
washing over me with peace.
So though I know You're in control, Lord,
even in the dark,
when I can't see, please remind me,
even by just a spark,
that Your light is still ignited in me,
& You are always here
in the shadows of the longest nights,
in the courage in the fear.
*~*~*
~By Anastazia Rowe~
This is a sweet poem. I know how you feel about the surrendering thing, it is difficult. This seems really honest, and it really seems like you actually understand what you write about, I like it. Keep the work, I hope to see more of your stuff in the future! Blessings!