crumbling – a poem

oh, i need You!

every hour i do, but it’s


in these frail,

crumbling moments when

my courage is dying

that i lay down

the weights

and let my muscles tremble

in Your arms.

it’s here

at the end of my

frayed, weathered rope

when i fear the next step

that i lay down

my pride

and let my heart break

in Your hands.

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