He Does

From heart to words I hit the page;  Slamming down my pain.

I hear a voice that calls to me; Drawing tears, from the deep well of my soul.

But it’s not a voice, more of a persistent tug on my spirit, That is my God. I feel you.

Down in my being, I am full of laughter, smiles, and joy; I am forgiving and gentle.

But now, only anguish seems to be pulling at me from below, I force my eyes upward, to love.

I am stumbling in both directions, up and down. I want to feel stable and safe.

I yearn for the wildness of God to surround. Protect me, know me, love me; and He does.