You're Enough

When familiarity is gone.

When connections are lost.

When all I can see is a dessert.

You’re still enough.

When I’m no longer surrounded by a song

or a collection of voices; neither a wave nor a river.

Standing in a dry place, I must learn to find you in the stars,

instead of the stream.

Out in the abyss

You’re still enough

Still my guide - through the dark of the night,

through shadowed eyes and waves of confusion.

When the sands beneath my feet crumble

like dominoes

only to find myself crashing onto a rock.

I bleed.

And I wonder why it has to cut so deep. 

When you speak through the whipping winds in place of the sweet chattering of the birds. 

When you feel like the air itself, invisible and unsearchable.

You're falling through my fingers, yet as ever present as my own breathe.

The one constant that reminds me of your unrelenting grace –

that when my soul gives up, your law does not. 

I resign to stand.

To find you in my fight.

To watch your strength peer through my own

and lend itself in the midst of the best that I can do. 

I don’t back down. I get that from you. 

Pressing forward and falling backward, simultaneously.

There’s a reckoning calling out my name. 

This wrestle has an end

and I will fight until I find your blessing.