Art, Poetry, Writing

Stepping into the Wild

Stepping into the wild
I wander
In search of thoughts to ponder

Lost within my mind
Dark surrounds
I begin to come unwound
Anxiety slides upward and
Slowly down
Making not even a sound

Mired in a state of flux
Spiraling dreams
Pull apart the distressed seams

Reality bleeds the truth
Anchored deep
Treasured memories ours to keep

Standing firm each moment
Love wins
Overcoming my each and every sin
Destined for eternal glories
Grace redeems
My heart safely captured to keep
Secure in the eternities
Forgiven again
Given the freedom to begin

Mark Schutter ©2013

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