falling into shadow lands
gasping for every breath
entrapped in fear’s fortress
acting out the wrong script
the prophet’s cries grow stronger
the martyr’s prayers piercing my lips
burning coals seal warrior words
a new song is my worship weapon
desperately devouring His words
grace opens heaven’s locked window
the Spirit breathes joy’s flame
a healing divine embrace
rescued from these shadow lands
on weighty arms of grace
carried on love’s pillow
truth serves my precious peace
forgiving …….. rips you open
revealing who you are
seeing what your life is built on
demanding a view from the cross
© jennifer campbell 2012