You know up high
That it’s all ok
But way down here
There’s a price to pay

Waiting to hear words
You long for them to say
And think your heart will soar
If it ever sees that day

You feel as though
You should not show
Your feelings to them
Because then they’ll know

More than you do
About their heart
And give them the power
To rip you apart

But…then you stop
And for a moment see
A better point of view
That sets you free

From the grip of fear
To a place of stillness
And hear your breath
Full of awareness

That it’s not your will
Nor in convenient terms
That God gives his gifts
In the lessons that we learn

Lord, let our gift be patience
While waiting for you to bring
The love you want in our lives
That makes us want to sing

© D.E.Foote

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