My soul is bare
So my heart sings out
With an open ear,
Standing by for another who listens
To restore my song to me
Complete in its innocence and purity
But few who hear my song
Curve its notes slightly
And restore it to me
With my heart concealed in hope
My heart is once more deceived
Perceiving only the song it has potential to be
Their coarseness
Deserting their souls to brokenness
Their broken souls
Dissipating songs of those around them
Their desire
Thieves lurking in their own misery
Before dawn breaks
My song is no longer what it used to be
Only one antidote for the poison consuming me
I surrender toxicity,
My songs notes realine
Raw are my wounds
But rapidly they mend
Still vacant, my soul roars
And my heart sings again
With an open ear
Standing by for another who listens
And restores my song to me
Complete in its innocence and purity
Many come to listen
But none respond
Therefore, I pray
By cause of my prayers,
My soul now overflowing
My heart, copious
No longer susceptible to frivolous tunes from a fellow being
But now dependable on the blood that pumps through my entirety
His blood in me has strengthened my soul eternally
O living breath,
Take me in
I now have music awake in my veins
My heart sings no longer
My ears,
Fixated only on the song He has showered me in,
Ceasing my waiting, He heard every note
My every lyric
Complete in its innocence and purity
He has returned my song to me.
-Loving Father
