Surrender To Me

The taste of thy love gives not pause,

unto the reflection which dies not unto the soul.

For thou art a gasping tender root of my heart

a budding, transformation that has grown.

So, surrender now to my call

That I may beseech the heavens

that they may give forth all blessings, which fall.

For in stones silence you have cried,

Awash forever

with sweet memories of a more serene time.

Buoyed now,

only by hope of an encroaching tide.

So cast now thy tender eyes upon the sea

to watch,

to wait

to thy heart and soul conceive.

For rising from the broken sand,

Comes I…

With the gift of eternal love

Held forth in

outstretched hand.

Surrender

Oh

Surrender all

 to me….

J. Allen Wilson © 2004

Softly Smiles Tonight

www.Jallenwilson.com