My Thorn.................by Julianna Rowe

 

 1989-90   The (My) Thorn

Fear is the product of an insecure mind, trying to let it go is difficult you'll find. 

I've tried to conquer it through much prayer and pain, What once I battled is back again.

I learned I can beat it and win when alone, but when with another, it grabs me to the bone.

I  learned the secret is deep inside, it was healed in the Universe, but not where I reside.

My mentor said, "Fear can't hurt you, only steal your success." It's way inside me where fear doth rest.

I let it sink me way down low, Now let me reset it again, what I already know.

My past was conquered through business success, but the failures hung on to my attest.

My trust in the  Universe was total at best, but my own trust in me leaves me with no rest.

I do not want to look through other eyes, yet even if I don't, I seem to want to cry.  

Errors I have made, and some have let me down, why do I hang onto them and let them steal my crown.

I see before me a new battleground, Lord show me how to win in the first round.

Bad thoughts start up, they come in words.

Condemnation slipped in and stole all I've learned and heard.

I crave peace and rest and quiet with no fight, but that won't be until I get it right.

Replace in me honor and pride, not only what is seen but what's deep inside.

I hasten the Universe to hurry to me, I'm needing a miracle, I need to see.

I pray for security to live alone, whether in Boston, Seattle, or even Rome. Just to be fulfilled on my own.

Why dear Father did you bring me home; Show me soon to keep my mind in tone.

I love and trust you throughout each day, my blessed Father to whom I pray.