YOU INVADED ME

Why does your heart hurt?
Why is the pain there?
Who gave it permission to be invaded?

It was I
It was I

Just let me move, I need to walk
Sitting silently in its dark
The sky’s the same?
Did my name change?

Playing a mystical game with my heart
Bright yellow/red/orange, darken moon dry tree
Abstract art of my invaded heart

Here alone in my thinking,
It was I?
It was I?

Lesson need not repeating, rethinking it all
That invaded place, seal with sign of your face
Yes I see!
Stay with me, until the Son break through your storm

What did you?
What did you say?
Until the Son break through my storm?
Well, well why is it warm?
There’s no trace of me.

Your invasion, you invaded me.

-by Terence Efrem Gray Sr., 5.0v

Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life. Proverbs 4:23