align
Align
A line is drawn
In the sand
That asks if I am
“Here” or “there?”
Requiring that
I make a choice
Despite my protest,
“That’s not fair!”
Who draws this line?
I do not know
It may be me
Who’s trying to throw
Off all the pain
Of being here
On both sides
Still Stuck in fear
That this border
Self-imposed
Won’t shield me
Against life’s blows
But nor does it –
Now understood –
Allow me to
Let in the good
So if I can’t be
This or that
Why do I still not
Have the sign?
Why is it still not
Clear to me
How to not
Draw this line?
Align
That’s how
Align myself
Now that’s a “Wow!”
Align the “this”
And “that” in me
With visions of
Eternity
Align the “here”
And “there” in me
With His will,
And then I’ll see
The lines I draw
Soon washed away
By ocean’s of
His love. I pray
That I may have
The strength to be
Aligned with
All His hopes for me
A line: divide? or
Align: bring together?
Living “and” & “yes”
Instead of “if” and “whether”
So rather than feel
I must take sides
Make the choice
Quick! Decide!
I pause
And breathe
And raise
My hands
And let
This calm
Smooth out
The sand
No more line!
But now aligned
With His
Kind plan
contact me
Back To PoemsIntroduction to "Align"
