Battered, bruised, wrapped around
Poles, like lanyards where I’m found
Extended beyond my earthly reach
To realms of questions, concerns too deep
For my shallow mind
Yet while I whip and freely wave
On stormy winds, or balmy days,
I find myself securely held
By ties that bind, cannot be felled,
Contain my fragile mind
What keeps me fast to life secure?
That floats me not away from here?
‘Tis beyond my reach, attempts to hold
God’s amazing grace, truth be told
My eternal tether sure