Let's Write A Poem

Do I feel the fire,
the motivation to try?
Or have I caught the current
that helps me float by?

I trust my 'instincts'
more like His voice
But trust will mean nothing
if I don't make the choice

What is this trial
that I'm going through
Is  it to get up,
to go and to do?

I'm doing what's right
I'm passing the test
but what is that worth
If it's not my best

what can i change?
how can i grow?
what can i do with
the things that i know?

If disciples of Christ
are rooted in discipline
I've got a long way to go
before i can be like Him

I need to make changes
and sacrifice all
i'm feeling the fever
I must answer that call

If this place i'm in
is where i must bloom
Then i want to dive in
and escape my own doom