Peace

In the silence tonight, I think about starting over. I tend to think about what I want, what I don’t have. And I am reminded tonight about faith. Faith isn’t something I do well. In fact its something I struggle with daily. But I’m learning. I think if I am willing to believe that God or Allah or the Spirit has my best interest at heart and just might know better than me, I might just be ok. 

trust

I look for love but cannot give

My heart completely 

I fear distrust him and cannot forgive

His heart discretely.   

I do not know him yet and yet 

I love his visage. 

And then I still fear love’s sure threat 

Knowing the damage.   

Open the door, open the mind, open my heart. 

How? How is this done? 

Open the door, open the mind, open my heart.   

I know he is here expecting 

Me, willing hopeful 

His true heart open connecting 

Mine all too careful   

How can this work, how can I change 

For me to accept Love? 

Faith I suppose must be arranged 

Wait unknown beloved?   

Open the door, open the mind, open my heart. 

How? How can I do this? 

Open the door, open the mind, open my heart.