As I head into the room to create
the things on my my list
My boots are on my feet
and my jeans hug my hips
I’m wearing a shirt
that says it all,
“Listen with all that you have”
I find myself praying
like my momma used to do
just talking on to Jesus
as if he was in the room
I’m feeling overwhelmed
and under loved
an emotional roller coaster
that I can’t get off of
The tears come
for no good reason
in between the smiles
and rambunctious laughter
so I’m just talking on to Jesus
telling what I want
Come on, Lord,have mercy
keep me wild and broken
open and loving,
tender and strong,
adventuresome and still content
blissful and hopeful,
giving and gracious,
wise and curious,
forgiving and accepting.
Let my body dance,
please, Lord, let me dance
Let my soul explore
Let me dare to live my dreame
chase my own wild heart.
And let me ride
this roller coaster of life
with my arms raised high
Jeanna' Soul 
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