Desiring and Doing

Desiring and doing meet on the road of today,
the hot midday dust of tomorrow wears already in my heart.
It’s time to take a hold of another part of myself that previously hasn’t held on.
I have it not in myself,
the walk only he can lead,
if I but follow.
Looking back brings no hope,
so I settle on He who is hope ,
to guard and shore up the sand of who I am , with the rock of Himself.

I go to trust, to lean, to live out a truth and that is so weak and vapor thin, half a wisp vanishes it.
But it is here now in my hand the butterfly of this road.
I trust him to stay, and be apart of me of my desire.