I want to be the farthest
AMy flesh fights for interrupting its feed
Even though that's what my spirit needs.
I am the wiser
By drawing closer
To the Purifier
Of my often wander.
I may not identify
But constantly You clarify
Protecting your promise
To take me high.
My feet will always splatter
Throwing a spanner in my own works
But yet, You will forever
Bring me back to Bosom
Shielding like only I matter.
