Letting Go

Yahweh has given a wonderful gift
The right to allow Him to work in our lives
To give Him these burdens we struggle to lift
Releasing control as each new day arrives

For so many reasons, I grasp what I hold
Unwilling that seasons would leave so soon
I tightly shut my heart and told
The Master what he must not prune

The gifts He has given will not be revoked
Indeed, He won’t force us to choose what is best
With striving and vanity we shall be yoked
Unless we, the weary, collapse and find rest

Gracious and tender, the Father receives
Each prodigal child for whom His heart grieves
So let it all go as we empty our hands
Relinquish our key to escape His commands
The choice we were given can only bring good
When choosing surrender the way that we should


(Epilogue)

These hands have held
So many things
My eyes beheld
Its shimmered wings

It mustn’t stay
I mustn’t hold
This hope at bay
But let it go

Unclasp my grip
It’s perched upon
My fingertip
And now it’s gone

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

God will open the door if we knock .. it is true!! i believe we are not able to hold it .. nor expand it .. though once beheld who would not want to?? love this poem .. i think it's mystical and magical and realistic all at once ... if we give our lives to the will of another .. the fear of loosing something is a big stumbling block .. we are afraid .. trust .. and then obedience are paramount ... we are like the blind moles .. digging, digging and digging ... searching .. love this poem
E.

[Aneto]

Thank you for the kind feedback and engaging response. So glad you enjoyed it!

~Aneto~