My Shell!
This Physical shell
It's tight
Restricts, constrains
Squeezes
So stiff it creaks
Knocks me almost
to my knees
At times full of disease
Mild or strong
Impairing a song
Meant for us to sing
About earth's risen King
To call Jesus by name
That was always
Of Eternity, its goal, it's aim
Oh, this Physical shell
Only time will tell
When I will be released
From the intense heat
Of its determined grip
Ah, that will be a Paradise most complete!
SoulSails 