To the God who made me.
I'm stuck to the ground,
And my palms glued together.
I can't wrestle with you,
Not even with the hand that made me.
I surrender to you,
So please don't consume me with your fire
Like lighting your eye strikes through the face of the earth.
I shrink at the sound of your voice.
You are there in the stars,the moon,and the sun reflect your greatness.
How can I eat and lit?
When my world crumbles right before me.
Why you choose me?I can't tell.
Why you love me? I can't comprehend.
In this world,sometimes I pay to be loved,
Even to be heard.
But you hear the whisper of my heart crying for relieve.
I get rejected most times,
But you won my heart,and accepted my flaws.
You don't love like people do.
With you,
Something was made out of a life that couldn't fit into a sheet.
like a foil paper, you wrapped me in your grace.
I was frustrated, disappointed, and afflicted.
But you captured my life and added a spice to it.
So I'm indebted to you,for swallowing me in your love.
I can be naughty sometimes, and move in swines but your love swings me back on track.
Like Mississippi,
Your immeasurable assurance has made me dependable on you
I flow in the outstretched of your faithfulness,
Your grace has found me
I soar through every challenges and mountains that surrounds me
Because you fought for me.
Your understandable heart,has kept me down pleading for your mercy
I am but a child who can't stop falling down the cliff.
"If your grace is sufficient for me,"
Then I guess I will have to live trusting only you
So with my palms glued together,
I'm saying thank you to the God who understands me
who love me,and who care for me.
Thank you for making my life meaning,
And now I can exist with your love sprouting within me.
PoetRuth..
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