Soft
Come on
Inspiration
Rain down on me.
I'm desperately searching
for the words
that my heart would say
if it could talk.
Beautiful
extraordinary,
and supernatural
are the words
that come to mind now.
Beautiful is the sunset and the sea,
while we walk and talk
about our little plans.
Extraordinary is the light that shines
within and above me,
is the light that shines
in your forest-filled eyes.
Supernatural are the prayers
that He answered.
If I were to give anyone solid advice,
it would be to never,
ever stop praying.
Long-suffering prayers
will soon be rewarded.
I have faith today.
It's been lifting weights
and doing push-ups,
so it's strong and firm.
The Lord has my back,
He loves me and believes in me.
I don't care
what others think or say.
Nothing is more important than home.
I don't have time
to fancy my fears,
to listen to ugliness,
to walk around in pride.
The Lord wants
me to be quiet,
to be tender,
and make my home warm.
He wants
me to be sweet and delicate.
I've spent most of my life
trying to be a woman
that I was not.
I was tough
hard, cruel, and vicious.
I was a cold person
hated myself
and others around me.
That was never
who I was supposed to be
I let the world
harden my soul.
Now I'm soft again.
Soft but not defenseless.
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