own

 God

You know me

And my thoughts

And that 

Is a scary 

Yet comforting 

Thought

At the same time 

My soul

Is tired

So very tired

Take over

So Your peace

Truly becomes

My own

Good morning

 Good morning 

New month

New mercies

Cooler temps

And new hope

Thank you

 Thank you

For breath

In lungs

Of myself

And those 

I love

And let

Me not

Treasure 

Its value

Focus

 Foggy before

Morning light

Lifting as

Sun meets

Countenance

Much like

Anxiety

Exits the body

As nature

Becomes the

Focus

These days

 Trust

Don’t rush

Seems to

Be the

Motto

These days

questions

 What is making you smile?

What is bringing you joy?

What is your hope?

You

New mercies

Christ

creation

 Early morning light

Feet meeting gravel

Each step crunching

Said rock further

As I commune

With You

And Your creation