Lost & Found (part 2)

November 14th, 2011

You came to me and stood by my side,
I’ve witnessed that supernatural power is the verdict of why anxiety died.

It seemed as though I was on my own and lost forever,
Yet somehow you found me in my inescapable box of stormy weather.

How did you pull me from despair? How is it that on my head you know every hair?

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, even if passionate repetition isn’t fashionable amongst men.

Your awesome power never ceases to amaze, this at times doubtful heart, which has moments of craze.

When I imagine you’ve forgotten me, like I’ve been left behind,
Like you hold my plan but to it I’m purposely blind.

And then, you turn back up out of nowhere, even when I’ve thrown the towel in and don’t even care.

You persistently pursue me; bring me back to my senses for no fee.

Repent, and my sinful ideas of neglect are wiped clean, and never again by my eyes to be seen.

I could write for eternity on this love that never quits, that picks me up and dusts me down when my life is in bits.

This, I will continue to do, for it is my form of worship to you.

But for the time being, I will sum it up by saying: You are God. Thank you for being You.

Ryan Lane 2011

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