Colors, colors, everywhere
Some floating, some sticking,
filling in my blanks--
how will You color me today?
Will I be cold and grey?

This is not me.

Walking, walking, everywhere
I am unaware of every step
that moves me forward, pulls me back--
where will You take me today?
Should I go or should I stay?

This is not me.

I'm on the outside looking in,
You've taken me away.
My skin is gone, my spirit is
unraveling--
like a ball of yarn, an organized mess.

You straighten me out.

I am nothing but a line,
making progress, reaching skyward
so I may get to You.
Oh, if only I could get to You.
Oh, please let me get to You.

You fill me.

All words fall away.
I am empty and the light goes through,
brushing the edges, painting the walls--
You paint my path,
speaking to me in words that I cannot understand.

Pull me under.

I want to be submerged,
immersed, saturated.
The chains are gone, yet I am immovable,
heavy as I am soaked through--
I overflow.

I

love

you.