We Meet Again

I see myself as I really am A broken-down, unstable dam A mighty lost, little lamb I hear myself as I walk around I'm a valley, below the ground A lot of mixed feelings per pound He, the Lord, is the mountain above His spirit shimmers and soars as a dove Merciful and mindful is He with abound love I whisper in the atmosphere below I pray in solitude's hold though... Overcome the hardship and the pain of rain aglow The sun is but a shadow, hidden and alone The moon is but a reflection, slightly shone The clouds of dreariness is but a lone bone I am who I am and I, alone, won't be enslaved by regret I am His lamb, a well-built dam by His illuminating empowerment, all needs and wants met Humility and obedience are lifelong traits to achieve I bet Give me eternal fire to burn away the snowstorm of shamefulness Lift me up, don't weigh me down like gravity's hopelessness Feeling and dealing with mixed sentiments per pound more or less These bittersweet, pitiful emotions Collide like two polar-opposite oceans These hideous, yet precious notions - We meet again...