Glimpse

A Glimpse of what I used to be
sickens me
no passion,no heart, no desire
a dying fire
I am nothing without you Lord
I shed the past
when I let you embrace me
but recently reminded of my old skin
tried to be what I'm not
turned my back on you
discarded your armor
thank you for the taste of who I was
a glimpse of what I used to be, without you
sickened me
now I grab your hand
and am filled with who I truly am
with your grace I embrace
all the passion all the heart, all the desire
and like David I rush forth
fueled by your Holy Fire.
                                        Sean