In the thick
of this moment
unclear
and disheartening
i don't know
where I am

as this chair
does not remove
me from these things
i am wanting
freedom from
the noise of my mind
from the voices
that taunt and accuse

i am needing to
see Your face
to be embraced by
Your love
and there is no
withholding
from You

and the wait of
blessings
rest
on
me believing
that You are
already
loving me...

knowing my language

my voice muttered through

the realms of cluttered air

I could say

anything in

the privacy of my mind

without the sound

of throat and

distracted tones

I cried real things suppressed 

and confessed my

turmoil in silence

and quiet

burdens

there is not a peace i find

than here in

the chamber

of grace where you

hear me

and know the machinery

of my being

and every time I come and kneel

You make sense of

all that that I cannot say...