when i am through carrying this burden on my back, even when He says to give it to Him,
i hope He will see me through,
in the beginning i would leap into His arms and break down the whole story,
i would stop to smell the roses,
the feeling was sky-high,
now I hesitate, as though i were walking in a minefield laced with fear and road verges,
even though i shouldn’t, i do,
His is a place where weight is laid aside,
above all, His is a place where there is always peace,
where everything is tranquil and comforting and forgotten…
Nessa 🖤
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