unguard me

I enter guarded,
Confident I am less than,
Sadly satisfied
As I collect and string together words spoken
To verify my claim.
 
Lifter of My Head, unguard me.
 
I’m offered inclusion and acceptance,
A rare gift of friendship,
The very thing I long and pray for,
But I deem me unfit and only partially accept.
 
Giver of My Heart’s Desire, unguard me.
 
My soul cries foul with tired tears,
Deprived again of being seen,
Battered by chronic lies of scarcity,
Of fear, of not being enough.
 
Catcher of My Tears, unguard me.
 
Destroy this armor of feeling small,
Breathe into me the courage to belong,
Remind me I am Yours.
 
Lover of My Soul, unguard me.
 
 
Photo Credit: Deb Turnow