Imaginary Lines daydreaming for beginners

Lost for Words

The words just won’t come
when you’re drifting apart:
it’s a blight on your life
and a drain on your heart.

What drives us from God?
We think: Oh, it’s sin;
but really it’s guilt
held deep down within.

There is always a place –
for His love knows no bounds:
it’s up close and personal
where forgiveness is found.

But our guilt holds us back;
we think it is best
to drift yet still further
away from his breast.

Faced with the loss
how do we confront this?
Seek love in his eyes
and find there, sweet solace?