Lessons from the Storm

Let it go

Let it grow

Let it be free

Learn to believe

In the chaos of the moment

when fear turns into vice

live the coalescing shadows

that turn warm blood into ice

In screaming desperation

we grab and grasp and clutch

turning wild hearts into objects

squeezing 'til they're crushed

And deep inside, the raging storm

is sweeping truth away

like dust and chaff and worthless things

until night becomes our day

What kind of eyes does it take

to see right through dark pain?

What kind of heart can stand firm

and in faithfulness stay awake?

To resist to the point of sweating blood

the urge to seize control

to open wide both hands and heart

and in weakness face the flood

Even the strongest swimmer

can sink beneath the waves

and the only hope when overcome

is to float into surrender

Surrender hearts, surrender loves

surrender all you hold dear

Surrender wants, surrender needs

Send them off on the wings of doves

And in the quiet of the eye of the storm

what is true sinks gently down

and comes to rest with simple trust

in a heart that's losing form

Losing walls

Losing chains

Losing the urge to atone

Losing in the chaos-a heart that's made of stone

~SheZoe~