Confession – A poem by Natalie
Confession
At times I’m full of gentile
At times I’m full of jew
But all the time, I long and want
For life that’s full of You.
…
Each morn afresh you fill me
Yet my human shell does leak
When I think I’m standing strong and sure
For certain, I am weak
…
Sometimes it’s flesh that’s driving
What appears a noble goal
Other times your spirit carries
Mind and heart and soul
…
Still rough around the edges
(You know all my many flaws)
I come to say it, once again:
I’m wholly truly Yours
…
Please hold me for this dance
Though failing feet do trip, ‘til
Unveiled I see your crystal eyes
And glide with grace in step
…
Please cast out all earth’s glitter
Replace in me your gold, ‘til
From heavenly seat, I too can watch
Your mystery unfold
N.K.
nice poem