You tell us, ‘Fix your eyes on me,’
Yet, I let them wander...
To others, to socials;
To the eternal slumber —
To anything that will distract,
What is this hole in me that gnaws at 
me so deep?
Fought so hard to be alive;
even in sleep* — 
Lord, open my eyes, 
Yes, awaken me again 
from this earthly  ‘freeze’ 
so that I can live,
thrive and fix my eyes on thee.

Fix your eyes on me*

Swiftly moving clouds modulate
the light coming to closed eyelids.

Today, with God's grace, I know
what it is to be my own 
true north.