I Come Nearer You

I come nearer You not for fear of lethal wrath (fire and brimstone is not an endearing persuader) knowing damnation never more than a thought away; even this realization (having read the Revelation) has never been enough to alter my deep clay pace; this is not why to You, and to You, alone, I pray… but I run to You after having tried my own proven feeble-way; I come to You with clearer eyes; as my ego philosophy dies, impaled on its own lance of lies... falling on its own long-overdue demise... world appeal now seeming smaller when compared with my own repenting sighs—as my once alternative gods continue to shrivel: lowly retreating admitting defeat; I come to You, as one looking not above, but as one having determined, there is no life worth pursuing outside Your benevolent love….