Friday, April 27, 2012

DUTY HAS WORN ME, BUT MY KING YOU ARE GREAT

All living things know you
The stars at night know your name
I know you command obedience
From all that exist
All that breathe call you King
I serve you
But I’ve been in battle
My body is tired
Wounded and bleeding
To the point
I don’t know the truth
Anymore
I believe
But
The journey takes so much
The reward so far away
The desire is fleeting
I am still yours
You are my King
My body is yours
To do with
Whatever you need