Proactively
I’m seeking to hear from the Lord
See my melody has become strangely tangled
It’s a horrible mixture
with the piccolo whistling thoughts of betrayal
The bass booming with a steady beat of failure
That dumb sax whines out feelings of inadequacy
Trapping me this melody
Lord I’m seeking to hear from you.
Clarinets giggle wildly at my hopes
The snare refuses to keep my mind in line
In time
And then trumpets blare confusion and sin
Lord when
When will I hear that song again
The one that I’d hum while tackling the land
That song that felt right
When I’d write
When I’d stand
The song of power
The song of peace
The song that sounded best
When I was on my knees
Lord I need
You to feed Me
Don’t leave me
Don’t let the melody
Consume me
Until I’m standing there
On stage
Bobbing my head to this madness
I made
I played
I played each instrument well
Afraid of loosing while gaining hell
Afraid of winning but shhh
don’t tell
I am seeking and asking for your hand
To pull and empower me
Shower me
Tower me While this melody becomes drowned out
By grace
I’m seeking you Lord
I’m needing you Lord
Come get me Lord
Make me next