Within me there's a Source,a Power,a Being not of me.
Through ignorance I can quell that Source.
And through malice I can grieve Him.
Powerlessness can come by my exerting my power.
The Person within me came at my bidding.
With my explicit invitation, He entered.
Yet, the other person within me rebells at times to the Silent Dwelling; audible only when I tune Him in.
The "other" me wishes the security of the Sealing;
But not the price to be paid.
Demanding freedom and licence,I'd reserve the right to reject His insistent promptings;
That inhibit the source of my old nature.
That which I wish to do, I can't. That which I dont want to do, I end up doing!
But there is Victory; so another greater than I discovered first....
c2001 F. Young
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