Casting

This kind of trust
Is radical
It’s never too much
This kind of abandon
Is freeing
Casting out heaviness
Casting down feelings
This kind of creativity
Shouldn’t be contained, caged
Planted in my own identity
Or watered by self pity
It should be rooted in the soil of
Your glory
It should burst out singing
Wild and free
So let it flow freely
The way sadness does
But stronger
The way heartache does
But lasting longer
Open up my heart,
And let it spring up
Flowers, flowers, flowers
Open up my chest and grow a tree
Strong and mighty
Open up my lungs and make a garden
Lush and green
And from my throat
Let it flow
Mighty rivers,
Giving way to gentle streams
I am for you
You are for me