A sinker on the lure
My will to surface
An anchor in the deep
An empty coffee cup
When I need a double shot
Fog conceals ideas
Then the light breaks through!
Birds aloft in flight
Love and laughter lift me
Revealing possible, grasping might
Eyelids made of stone
I can’t wake today
My bed a magnet
Darkness hides me
I’m locked away
Sleep, my prison
Then the light breaks through!
Suddenly alive
A friends’ smile lifts me
Revealing possible, I can thrive
Pressure drags me down
I succumb to doubt
Demoralized by self
A wall of failure
Blots my view
Halts progression
Then the light breaks through!
I accept God’s grace
The Holy Spirit lifts me
Revealing possible, I’ll win this race!
By Royce Waxenfelter
8/20/20
My will to surface
An anchor in the deep
An empty coffee cup
When I need a double shot
Fog conceals ideas
Then the light breaks through!
Birds aloft in flight
Love and laughter lift me
Revealing possible, grasping might
Eyelids made of stone
I can’t wake today
My bed a magnet
Darkness hides me
I’m locked away
Sleep, my prison
Then the light breaks through!
Suddenly alive
A friends’ smile lifts me
Revealing possible, I can thrive
Pressure drags me down
I succumb to doubt
Demoralized by self
A wall of failure
Blots my view
Halts progression
Then the light breaks through!
I accept God’s grace
The Holy Spirit lifts me
Revealing possible, I’ll win this race!
By Royce Waxenfelter
8/20/20
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