Deep within, where my soul’s whispers dwell,
I offer my essence to Jesus, grace’s silent ballet.
Trusting the current, releasing worn oars,
In His tender hold, completeness finds its breath.

One by one, burdens drift like autumn leaves,
Love’s vast horizon, a tranquil sanctuary.
Once towering worries, now soft echoes,
Dissolving in the luminous dance of His light.

Surrender, a canvas painted with daring strokes,
Fear’s fortress crumbles, love’s river ripples.
Beneath the sheltering boughs of the cross,
A secret garden blooms, healing’s sweet balm.

Dreams, like fragile petals, grace His feet,
Artisan of renewal, mending the painting.
Palms unclasped, I relinquish governance,
In His masterpiece, my purpose awakens.

No longer captive to shadows’ icy clasp,
Surrender to Jesus ignites my soul’s flight.
Mercy, a cascade; grace, a boundless sea,
Held in His twilight, worries find their twilight.

Standing on the precipice, arms as wings,
Surrendered to His cosmic current, my guide.
In love’s infinity, I discover sacred space,
Eternal cradle, where His heartbeat abides.