Somewhere along the shores of self-defeat
I sometimes stop to rest.
Wanting more than what God presents
I sacrificed the best.
The something more I thought to be better
Turned out to be far less.
The world, with need for imperious control,
Has handed me a mess.
When will I learn what's in God's hand
Is exactly what I need?
I receive what I've been longing for
By relinquishing the lead.
copyright 3/04/2015
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