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Discouraged, feeling tendrils twining, pinching off, choking and starving life and love, I
hear separation return as requested.
Even though I know You are there, though I glimpse you through the tangled choices and
catch whispering echoes of peace,
Life wanes, gasping, rising, stumbling, climbing, slipping, clinging, straining;
my footprints deepen along this trodden path.
I try, and that is the failure! For the Truth can not be tried or considered or changed.
Truth simply is, like a gleaming, untarnishable silver bridge.
Voraciously You hunt my mind, immutable, charging fore,
steel hand grips steel sabre, and deep escapeless
Eyes pierce clear and warm, assured of victory, dangerous pools of love
drawing me back to my heart and home.
Running to You, still running away, why must I continue splashing, spinning
as if these treasures in my hand offer
Anything but acquiescence to weakness and pain, wasting grace?
I see, I see! I am distracted and deceived.
Nothing but poisoned perceptions and heartbreak without You, my Lord, my Lord;
cheap imitations, streets of brass, plastic seas... but
"Chosen" is Your word. Yes, without a choice I am loved. I can breath! Joy
casts off the covering and leaps! For my
End is Yours to write, and it is already written! I will live with you, my King, forever!
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