My heart holds fast to the past
Not allowing me to grow.
My head races on ahead
With my heart and soul in tow.
My heart is stretched to breaking
By the tug of war inside.
My spirit tries to balance
While fighting the urge to hide.
My soul just wants to follow
Its tendency for pleasure,
But spirit wins the battle
And seeks life’s truest treasure.
My heart, mind, soul, and spirit
Turn in the same direction.
Growing pains are forgotten
In Christ’s perfect reflection.
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