Opened

Opened

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

Bared to rest, open and vulnerable,

I resist the urge to protect, to close.

Who am I to choose?

An illusion of state,

a human frailty of misunderstanding,

assuming control when there is none.

Prostrate, an open heart to share,

weak from human strife,

yet empowered with love,

I remain in your hands.

I give all to us,

the rising of the morning sun,

the waxing moon

and a million stars that blanket,

our earthly nest.

I give to you everything,

my heart, my will, my life,

knowing that in your hands I am safe,

alive, inspired and blissfully happy.

In your hands I am free,

unencumbered by past,

uncomplicated by my grasping thirst,

just tranquil, like a shimmering stream,

flowing silent, resolved in being.

Opened to your world I am complete,

striving to be all I can,

bringing my world to order, into yours.

You offer me compassion and understanding,

and touch my soul in a profound way,

a way that gives me strength and courage,

to be me, to open my heart

and to live in my truth.

I am open because of you,

and all I am is yours.