He Has Poem by Dunamis Talitha

I doubt and I worry.
Anxiety is all too familiar to me.
What’s a challenge is to believe that everything is covered.
But, I didn’t know…
He has a book of who I am.
His hands had never let me go.
His eyes looks beyond what I see in myself.
He has, He has…
He has brought my pain to an eternal end.
Oh, He has, He has…
Given me life when others wanted to take it,
He has set me one wonder beyond anything….
And now I am free…
Free of guilt, free of shame
He has brought it to pass.
He breathes me with wind of freedom,
All I need is to inhale the gift.
He has, He has, oh He has.
I can see how I’m crafted not in despair.
Now all I see, all I think, all I think, all I breathe,
All I imagine, all I made to sight…
One look at the cross,
I’ve stepped in the way of his embrace,
I smiled in peace, my heart bursting with lights as I screamed,
“He has, He has, oh he has! ”
Yes, He has.

Duna,18/8/2015