impromptu poem

In a dozen days

i go to Him
and give myself in full
and in His hands
my self released
for Him to push or pull
and as i lie
before Him there
with no will of my own
i trust that He
is there with me
because it’s what He’s shown
i have no fear
of harm or ill
when used at Master’s hand
because He always
tends to me
and is honest in command
a dozen days
seems far away
to my hard longing heart
and so i smile
and think of Him
and cannot wait
to start.
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