Gentle hopes for me

     All that is scrambled, screaming inside of me
I walk away. Looking, hoping for some peace. Is
there really such? Oh please show the soul what
the heart, eyes can't see.

    Time to reason, time to erase. Hold back all that
may be pressing the strongest heartbeat down
to a slow gulp of air. One day I hope that I can say
a grand thank you without seeming scared or
uncertain as to whether I should have stated
anything.

    Each day I walk away I see the vibrant colors
that radiate off the natural light. Oh how gentle the
simplicity is of the whole situation. Greatly I
stand back and observe. Waiting for Jehovah
to show me how to be all that he wants me to be.
How else do I learn, without a prayer?

      Would you be willing to try with me? Even being
at a distance. A moment of past that quivers in
prospects of tomorrow? How about a token I give
to say hello just for a few seconds today? Would
you accept the words or would there be a denial?

      Deep, deep works call the creative me to
surface. To surpass the emotional one just to be
happy once more. Did you see my eyes, slate
blue, crinkle in joy? Yes the blinks that hold back
tears are fast paced and barely do you see the
flicker of eyelashes as the water pools down the
cheekbones. Oh how I did not want to be a whiny
female, for you to see too much of my emotions.

     Just the joy, just the happiness and always the
encouraging smile. I hope all you ever have to see
are those and maybe the occasional outbursts of
laughter. For the sparkle of my eyes to give all that
surrounds me, a sense of joy and love.

     For one day I will ask you to give me one
thing. I hope until then you can keep up. The race
pushes forward and I plan to be at a steady pace,
holding my own with Jehovah's grand holy spirit.
Easy? No I don't ask for easy because that is what
Satan gives. I rather be hard all the way with
Jehovah.

     So with you, with the world I take stride, at
moments leap. Still I am excited with overwhelming
joy of all the grand possibilities to come forth.
Jehovah, I hope helps lead me to the right answers.
When in doubt of his answers I must remember not
to lean on self, only on Jehovah for he knows all.

    So what will you be doing?
                  Standing still or asking Jehovah for help?