The Cosmic Battle So-Called
Lord,
I am not sure I have ever done lent well,
or correctly, though I have the desire.
How I fight change, the shedding needed
to grow new skin, more supple and open
to your infinite light.
Sometimes I feel like I am under a rock,
not wanting to step into the all-revealing light,
yet you prod, push, cajole, and won’t let go,
of that I am thankful.
For my fear is automatic,
my inner walls built before I could reason,
only you s