Desire... Poem by Rebecca Navarre

A walk in the woods on a winters
night, underneath the glow of the
moons light. A hazy blue. The sound
of the winds echo through. The smell
of smoke and distant glow of the cabins
fire. Oh Lord how you stoke the heart,
and re-inspire. A walk with you, such
solace and contentment you bring, when
I feel so scared and lost within. And when
my soul feels so weary and tired, in search
of things that only expire. You show me that
sharing love, should be my only desire.