heart, be still

i keep whispering

oh my heart.

heart, be still.

i keep praying

for Him to hold my heart.

some days.

my heart runs wild.

i throw on the bridle

steer away from the “what if”

toward the truth

toward the One who answers my questions

so i curl up in my bed

to find that it’s okay

it’s okay, baby girl, to be real

to feel

to let the tears slide

yet in that to know Him

to keep on praising Him

no matter the circumstances

to give Him all the glory

and that’s when He wipes my tears

listens to my wild heart

and I am known by Him.