Whispers that come in the night

Often carry further than those in the day.

My soul and spirit lay bare as I dream.

Satan whispers lies about my body,

Incompetence

Relationships.

Residue lingering at first light

Slowing my steps to coffee and cream.

Oh that You would be my shield

Daggers with my name on them

Lining the ground, quicken my step

Into a day of promise.