Be my guide

   Oh how tough edges cut
yet strengthen. Hold me straight.

   Cater, bend and form my very soul.
A word and I cry.

   Shake, tremble as I fall. Scared
for a moment.

   Weakness echoes, vibrates throughout
my history.

    Be careful, so many say. Yet
be daring. Take my hand.

    Be my guide. Be my beloved
family.

   Hold me close. Hold me,
push me.

   Shh my emotions empty.
Slowly one by one, I am stepping forward.

   Lost once. Yet I was found.

   Jehovah, take my hand, my
     heart, my mind and complete
           me.

   Open my spirit to soar.

      Love me once again.