My times are in your arms
I have begun
in this love
in which equity has no reason for alarm

My honor
my respect
has never been so clean

My name
so without blame

I have let go
only to run to the fathomless
abounding life anew

My knees and my face
I have bowed

My balance has never been so great
the freedom individually and
in everlasting promise

No on has ever 'made' [created]
me feel and be so secure
even over the wellness
in which life seemed so sure

whether I live or die
my hope remains

My desire is not ahead nor behind
but hedged in
and overtaken
by your times

You have given me
the valley's and mountain's peace

That and your encompassing
has conveyed me into the strength of salvation
this stability

My fears and darkness
my weeping and gnashing of teeth (flesh)
these are being cast out
even in the confidence of communication
and your abiding

My steadfastness
has never known this favor
lack has turned into the delight
of building, preparing, and possessing

Piety has turned into the unspeakable
and indescribable substance
of which love exists
truer then any by this definition
as it's existence comes by Savior
that even it's beginning
contains the foundation
is resolute
in this profoundly genuine...

I am waiting for your word
your prophetic
spoken
and inner care

like you
concerning your depths and water
I am already there

reality perfectly glimmers
for the source is beyond a stare