Daily Mountains

My conscience empty of thought,
My heart slow-beats in sleep,
Though blood in my veins hums,
My voice be dizzy weak.

Tall tasks ahead like mountains,
My feet shan’t run away,
What can I do but look to you,
And face my fears today.

I ask you fill my mouth with words
Hang your courage on my heart,
Blessings of hope and resolve,
Your patience at my stumble start.

For I am flesh and bone,
In need of mercy and grace,
Engage the Spirit within me,
And control my thoughts and space.