STRESS

[verseode]

            What is it like to be aware
            Of every problem going spare
            Humanly, you're under stress
            Spiritually, you are a mess
            Missing out the vital cog   
            Left to wander in the fog
            Wondering why life has turned
            What you are is what you've earned.

            Help is just a word away
            Sorry Lord, is what to say
            Please forgive my aimless walk
            Can we find the time to talk
            Fan the embers of your fire
            He will lift you from the mire
            Living waters, cleansing dew
            Back to basics, Him and you.