Him

What is a life without Him?

The faith that permeates 

My every move and motion,

The passion that motivates

All thoughts and dreams, 

The brick that builds

The barrier between

My triumph and my demise

He watches me.

As I walk through 

The Valley of the shadow

Of Death,

I fear His absence.

As I absorb His message

Both within his feats 

Of nature and within

The character of His creation,

I need Him for 

He empowers me.

When I begin

To slip through the 

Cracks of defeat

I remember His words.

When Life presents

Its gift of depression

And misguidance

I envision His

unimaginable reward.

When I look to the skies

I scream for 

His mercy and 

His appreciation, for

He protects me.

When my universe

Begins to crumble and crush

My soul will illuminate

For there is no place

I would rather be 

Other than next to Him

Who has always loved me.