We Flail

Sigh.  Life.  Everyday.

Reaching.

For something.

That thing.

That person.

That need to be affirmed.

That need to be a hero.

The past.

The ones we miss.

The life we had.

The things we enjoy.

The stuff we need

or must have.

We flail.

We reach for the mirage

of happiness

and fulfillment.

It seems so real .

We can see the things 

with our eyes.

We could get what we wanted

if we use that same charm

or driving passion.

We flail.

We try to grasp 

the holographic image

of the reality of yesterdays past.

We're here.

This moment.

Right now.

What is it we truly need?

Him.

Our true reality.

Still for a moment 

with heart fully towards.

And we break.

He is real.

He is more real than everything

we see with our eyes.

He speaks.

His arms hold you close

and the flailing stops.

You hear His heartbeat.

Fulfilling you.

Filling you.

Affirming you.

Convicting you.

You receive it all

because you know He cares.

He fulfills all.

The flailing stops.

You are in His secret place

where all that you are 

is lost in all that He is.

Rest in Him dear friend.

He will see you through.