Eyes to see...hands to feel

Words on Paper

Message on my Soul

Everything is beautiful

and everything is a mystery

Hold My Hand

Don’t let go

My soul can’t take another fall

Or perhaps it is exactly what I need

Guess I don’t truly know

But it’s terrifying

The risk has always been worth it

that is what I’d say

But standing in front of the prospect of the familiar pain

I would try to turn and run

Run where? Who knows?

What is the point really?

Everything I hope for comes from You

and You are everywhere

So where would I run 

But into Your arms once again

To Rest and Know

Your Love remains

The Love I desire and thrive on

comes from Your touch alone

So Hold My Hand

Don’t let go

“Don’t panic” You whisper, “I am with you,

I’ll give you strength”

“I’ll help you ~ keep you steady;

keep a firm grip on you”

And then I see

my eyes are opened

Wide Open

and the Light floods in

And then I feel 

My hand in Yours

Don’t let go

I won’t...