There is a place
Where I fully rest
But to be there
I have to lay myself down
Its a willing surrender
Of an unwilling soul
Desires that fight for dominance
Which one will win this time
It takes effort
Concentrated focus
To realize what leads me away
As I battle fiercely to get to that place
But the battle is quickly forgotten
When I enter in
When love envelopes me
I’m overcome with joy
Why is it so hard?
When nothing can compare to it
When every other desire is like an empty egg shell
But in Him
One with Him
There is everything
I am completely and utterly
Fulfilled
I am the vine and you are the branches. Whoever remains in Me and I in him will bear much fruit for without Me you can do nothing. John 15:5
Clara Berge 