like a tortoise in my carapace, weary & wary of all, i lumber along my careful way, protecting my wound & scars. i stay to the corners & edges, i keep my back to the wall. You roll me over with no warning, Your power descends on me. Like the ill, i look through leaden eyes, like the dead, i don't resist. You strike me once & You strike me twice, You urge me now to come forth. You release me from my old burden, You illuminate my night. You strip the bandage away from me & make my wound a doorway opening into my guarded heart where You radiate Your light. You gather me up into Your arms, Your heat is melting my heart. You nourish me & illumine me, You bathe me in Your esteem. You are my home, i am not alone, You are my true destiny.