These Burdens

[flutterby2]

My soul is running tonight.
Restless, answerless; I can’t fight,
So I run.  I run inside, run to You.

These burdens seem to chase through my heart in a wild tumble.
They weigh so heavily that I stumble and suddenly I’m confronted by a wild realty:
My failures, flaws, my frailty all pound until I’m broken and on my knees.

Still this eternal

Comments

Amen!

[anonymous]

Wow, Tamara!!! You have skill when it comes to writing! Especially capturing thoughts... I'll be praying for you.