I Am Falling, Falling... Poem by Don Nguyen

Lord, I am falling,
falling,
falling;
I can't get the second verse out to finish this poem
lately it is so frantic feeling like heartburn

I want to remain in Your arms
in Your spirit, in Your heavenly bliss
Oh, my Love, too much loving, I am afraid
but I did ask to be molded after Your own heart
so now I can't complain or hesitate

May I contemplate a few matters with You, my Love

First I need to get rid of this ego
I have thought I am humble servant with tireless vigor
I guess I am just a servant with big heart but also with big head
May I now hide myself behind Your shadow to lead
May it be You instead of me to guide
Lord, I feel so inadequate to lead or to guide
But I do want to hide all my anxieties and fears from them all
For if they see me weak, they will turn weak and fall
For I have made them all so whimsical or sentimental
But Lord, is it true that all poets have to be that way,
Have to be full of love, for the sake of Love?
Show me now Your way, my Love, not my childish destructive way
For oftentimes the child in me means well but he ends up to turn everything into disarray
All I want is to shape their hearts to Yours and mine
to prepare their souls for Heaven with supernatural brilliant fabrics
To clothe their souls, by adorning their hearts with Your heart's fibers
May I love You so much that it shows them how to love You
to love You is to desire to love You
Forever as the lesson is endless
Like the Heavenly joy destined souls being blessed
May I live to serve You, Lord, by serving others
even to the point my head now spins
Bless me please

Amen