Healing

To try to express in beautiful words
How much the healing of the spirit means
It's been a dark time
Full of shadows - full of veils
Full of moments of blinding glory
And falling into the same old hole.
Help is on its way
But hopelessly grasping for peace
Has not brought it
Deep breathing has helped ~ trying to relax
But joy ~ it longs to come to me
But I cast it from me
Because of fear
But sometimes a flash flood
Covers me
And I choke on joy
I long to lose control
Like when I have a fever
I laugh till I cry
A thick wall momentarily crumbles
A veil lifts
But I'm ill physically
When I recover\
All control is returned
It is so strong I dont find a
Window or a door
A remedy to escape from
So I'm shackled
To heal this wounded spirit
This bruised existence
To have the joy of the Lord as my strength
Healing ~ Freedom ~ Liberation
Is what I am waiting for
Shuffling closer
Savior
I am touching the hem of your garment
Set me free from this bleeding
Seeping of life
May I be healed.