Babes lost

Sinful whispers looming, lost,
transgressing mind, heart & thought
Power raging, battles rise,
demons thriving, angels cry
Dark & light, we sway about,
side to side, now way out.
Beaten, battered by the wind,
screams of pain, from deep within.
Body arching, thrust in rage,
to my knees, my Lord I praise!
Blazing light rushes in,
warm & loving, weakend limbs.
Bowed in awe, I raise my hand,
to loving whispers of, "I Am".
As a doe in early morn',
feeling alive, renewed, reborn.
Still on pastures rippling with life
void of pain sorrow & strife.
I take a moment just to breathe
and feel God's loving hold on me
Knowing well what lies ahead
more sinful whispers preying the dead.