Hemmed In
Swept up by a whirlwind ,
The world around me looks upside down
No sun rays only shadows
My foes Darkness and Chaos attach to me like friends
I see the grave of my dreams
I remember momentarily my former Joy
My life full of unstained candor
Like spring my steps sure
My eyes full of laughter and expectation
I’m free to dance in the wind
But in this new reality,
I am caged in
unable to take flight
Guarded by my misery
I can’t see through the haze of despair
Wearied by my remembrance
I call to my redeemer : Help me
I feel His hand on me,
It’s steadying me and comforting me,
And yet it keeps me here in this place that I long to flee
I seize to struggle ,
My liberator is here
He means me no harm,
My freedom is at Hand
I settle in and wait
Wait for His appointed time
Wait for the annihilation of my foes
Wait for joy to return
Though I now lay in tears,
This whirlwind He will abate
My deliverance is certain.
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