Not a poem, just some stream of conscious thoughts on what God is teaching me through the transition from New Song to our next ministry.
I live best on the edge of life.
In the adventure of raw dependence,
In the darkness of the unknown good,
These are the places You travel with,
Your arm on my shoulder.
When my eyes leak tears,
When my spirit thirsts for more,
When my body is bent and bowed,
That is when by spirit soars.
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