Unveiling
fill the pages of my heart, oh lord,
fill them with your words,
everything spoken right now to me are remembrances from before,
pushed back, and packed away,
taped up so tight,
now loosened at the seams with your blinding light,
unveiling secrets you wished for me to see,
relinguishing bondage,
you make me feel free,
i must abide in your word for my purpose to unfold,
for if i stay frozen in time, my heart will grow old.
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2008
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