Gently

Gently I go.

Because You ask.

And I obey. 

Gently I wait.

Because you'd have it so.

And I can't imagine it any other way.

Gently I yearn.

Because You are a pure and noble desire.

And I need to be tried in Your fire.

Gently I wander.

Because You are the promised land.

And I am the child sojourner. 

Gently I pray.

Because You calm my feverish plight.

And I sleep through the lonely darkness.

Gently I sing.

Because You are the song.

And a melody breaks the silence within me.

Gently I dance.

Because You are swaying step.

And I move alongside your right hand.

Gently I smile.

Because You are my joy.

And I am your wonderful work. 

Gently I go.

Because You are the good news.

And I must share You with my world.