Take Me, I’m Yours
‘Take me, I’m Yours’ I’ve often said
My words directed at Spirit
Yet only now do I realise
I can’t give all of myself in one go
As I’d once imagined.
It seems Spirit only takes
What I can afford in the moment
Plucking only the sweetest fruit from my boughs
Leaving the rest to ripen
Under the gentle rays of its Light.
All poems you read on my website are available to buy as high-res downloads or mounted prints. x
Updating...
