A Collection of prayers: VII.

I cannot fathom my heart Lord.  It is an ocean I am unable to conquer.

I rebel underneath its waves.  I fight like a warrior against its currents.  I curse its temperature and fall exhausted on the shore gasping for breathe.  I plot revenge with a smile.  Am I proud or just a fool?  How long will I try and vanquish this mystery alone?

I was not made for this solitude.  My heart suffocates in isolation.

My wisdom has been imprudent and my hope in vain.

I lift my eyes to You Father, my only hope for communion.  You are the answer to the thousand questions that rage inside of me.

If only I am brave enough to surrender.