Growing Roots

"Abide in me."

You say the words so subtly,

My answer?

"Please take the best of me"

But every time I settle down and grow my roots down deep,

I uproot them and try to fix the wrong inside of me.

My roots come out and drink the air, but I need H2O,

withered by my efforts. I replant and then I grow.

Wasted time, and life delays, consume my thoughts and mind.

I know exactly where to go, and yet I take my time.

Oh how wicked, oh my heart

Find rest in His embrace,

Nothing else can satisfy , or help you find your place.

The more I try to mend my heart and keep myself locked in,

the longer it will take before I can begin again.

Oh love of mine, I rest in you, and love the things you do.

Oh patient one, light my way, return my heart to you

Peace and hope, Ive found none else, who loves me quite as true,

Let my roots grow deeply, Lord

may I be found in you <3