I was awaked by love,
But with me, ghosts rose too.
Fears of lusts awakened long before I could articulate why they were wrong
In my pseudo virgin state, I was afloat, threatening to sink me, I felt stuck
But of a truth, He keeps his own, afloat
He got me to the alter
I was awakened by love,
But with me, smells rose too
Faces long etched in my brain before I could find a place to belong
In my psuedo adult state, the lost infant, I had to trust a Father’s love.
That in His truth He keeps His own afloat,
Chases the ghosts away,
In the interest of love, life awakened,
And with it, hope arose too.