My friend Colleen wrote this poem. Let it tell you what it needs to.
Healing
I fear that I will turn into a shadow
Of the woman you created me to be
That consumption in a world of man's desires
Will blind me so my eyes no longer see
At times I let my earthly thoughts consume me
I turn to vice and let it move my deeds
But still, your hand I know is there to move me
Back to reaping grain from heaven's seeds
My eyes are often glazed by man's display
My ears sometimes exposed to ego's lies
My heart is touched at times by false desires
Masked in costumed truth, fear's great disguise
But then, I feel you moving deep within me
I see your mark again in human eyes
I hear your words ring out against deception
When hope and faith sweep in as heart's allies
Though I fear that I will turn into a shadow
Of the woman you created me to be
I trust that I am resting in your love
And you will heal my heart so I can see
-C. O'Connell-
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