Imagine a girl laying on the floor, Exhausted.
trying to stay strong, Exhausted.
trying to hold on. Exhausted.
The training is hard Lord.
Imagine a girl laying on the floor,
Her head now in the Master’s lap.
He gently strokes her hair and says,
“Wait a little longer, just a little longer.”
She has visions of grabbing the garment around His waist,
Never to let go.
Holding tightly, afraid to let go.