The Glass

The Glass

There it stands
The empty glass
Upon the table
Will you once more
Drain the dregs
To feed a burning
That feeling of more
Never to be stopped
A yearning
A needing
From the reflection in the glass
You just cannot turn
It has a hold
A pull you can’t resist
So close your eyes
Move your soul
To your peaceful place
Where you hear the voice
Of the God your creator
Who will let you not
Be tested beyond your limit
Hold to Him the only one
The only one who can set you free
His healing hands can sooth the pain
Words of trust He sings over you
So rest tonight
Your eyes on Him
Let the glass go
Let it shatter and break
With it the chains
That bind your soul
And when the morning comes
You rise set free
From the hold
The glass once had

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