The Lonely Path

I rode on the devil's back.
A fiery rocking horse shaking me up.
Galloping through the stages of this life.
I had to sleep in hell for God to wake me up.
I'm coming out alive even if it kills me.
I grab God's umbilical cord and it shocks me.

I pace the corners of God's heart.
A frantic attempt to summon a friend.
Gasping for air as I travel through his vessel.
I must breathe and see that this is not the end.
I'm overflowing with love as I drink from his holy cup.
I broke the heart of the devil and this is the last break up.

I had to love Jesus first.
A humble crux nailing the hardness of the present.
I am holding on by a thread as he splits every fiber.
I hang from heaven with one hand on his garment.
Though I dangle like a dead leaf on a divine tree.
I wait for spring sowing pain graciously.


Psalm 37:23-24
The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD: And he delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: For the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.