Crazy girl

To be free
To say all the gallant
Loving
Inspiring words
That I cannot slip forth

It would be a miracle to place my arms
Where they long to be
The miracle may not ever occur
I am not used to resting, you see

This game can't be played close to the chest
I can't see all the cards
I'm not dealing
I'm accepting the crazy girl
Inside

Who won't speak
But this time\
it is not fear that ensnares her tongue
Holding fast as it did when other words
would not flow forth

It is Wisdoms kind hand
that find's Hers within my own.
Whispering sweet encouragements
to cull this crazy girl's anxiety


I wait to let the the game play itself out
Is is so insane to let go the score?
 I won't see the end so readily if
I choose not to construct the whole presence.

So it is
I would love to place my hand in yours
See how the lines and wrinkles align
The words escape me for now
and my heart naps
Like a lion in mid-day

But come the night

How I will hunt
Ceaselessly.