Why am I afraid
I do…I think…I waver.
It seems strange to me,
to return your love,
for I know you are there
and that you love me.
I suppose I live with fear
and don’t know how to reach your peace.
I stumble, with eyes closed,
into furniture and holes,
digging myself out or deeper in.
Deep unto deep,
maybe, I’ll meet you down there, Lord,
down there, deep in my heart?
I feel you with me, near me, in me.
Help me to weave my thoughts and feelings together,
so that I feel your love and peace,
the embrace of a loving father,
and can share it with others in return.