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Slowly, carefully, skimming Beneath the


Slowly, carefully, skimming Beneath the surface. Hiding in the Shadows of your soul lies an esoteric Desire. Reaching, struggling, to pull Him Closer to you. Longing with a deep hunger to Feel the warmth, a fiercely burning flame, to surge Through you as easily as water spreads across a level surface Silently, you submit to the Spirit sweeping through your soul and Suddenly Like a brick wall, you push Him away with an intermittent fear that if you Surrender the entirety of your simple life, you'll merely squander away into Nothingness. Abruptly, a voice reaches out, speaking softly, yet still audible, to your Spirit saying, "Do not fear, it is I. You have called, now I will answer. In Me, be faithful, and you shall be Eternally safe."
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EHoff_13
I wrote this poem during a fundraiser/awareness event at my church for human trafficking. Essentially, it is about the struggle to "Let go, and let God" that those who are trafficked have.

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