revive my sheltered heart

Sitting, waiting, wondering. Has my heart stopped beating?
Faster, Faster. I beat my chest. I breathe deeply... and sigh.
All feelings that were once a rushing flood have now dried up and gone away.
Never did I ask for this lifeless, apathetic heart!
Too afraid of breaking, so it stopped but will it ever start?
Just to feel it skip again. Just to feel it shudder.
I'd rather have it love carelessly than be sheltered from the world.
There is no choice, no decision. A mind of its own, not mine.
You cannot force a heart to love. to feel. to know it's alive.
So revive my heart, Jesus. Passion was yours.


written 4.10.2007