Standing Naked Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Standing Naked
Stepping up and into the vast desert of my soul,
there I am stripped of everything, and standing
naked in front of God.
Hoping to be the person he expected me to be when
creating who I was, living in promises of His hope
throughout life.
Taking faith into my heart, keeping it's flame lit
within through all the suffering I've seen, living
all these years.
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