If you let Him,
He’ll whisper His
old world anew
You thought
you knew
He knows
and He’ll tell you
He wants it, to show you
the way
His world can’t work
the way it’s not,
meaning to comfort you
He has
His ungentle voices,
yes, yet
they wouldn’t suit what
He wants for you
They wouldn’t soothe you
Not now,
and He’ll use it,
His other voice,
the voice He slips
slow and deeper
inside of you
His gentler voice,
it slides inside,
uncoils, and it pushes
out the chills shaking you,
these doubts threatening to
shake His world too
You know
you thought,
but His voice is a thought
it thinks for you
He’ll remind you
This is His world
and He’s built it for you
No comments:
Post a Comment