Valarie. ™

So weary! And leary… And dreary… Stop this mind from racing all the time Restful peace, come hither, be mine It was here earlier, but now it’s long gone and out of sight! On this restless, sleepless, clogged up left nostril night I remember sleep And what a comfort it was But now all it does is leave me lacking Because even there these thoughts just won’t stop yacking So I, I hit the floor and on bruised knees start banging down your door. Can’t take this anymore Holy Spirit manifest your being Comfort this soul, So that I can start singing of that peaceful feeling that any minute now you’ll be bringing Grace grows in winter I am told But that’s not what I want to hear right now, truth be known It’s you Father that I desire So put out this unholy fire And set ablaze me anew With a peace that comes only from you Where else can I turn and what else may I do? Here I am… Yours! Here I am… Yours! Here I am… Yours!