That elusive rattle

That faint hint of water trapped

Powerfully, forcefully expelling it out

Striving for breath

Yet with You,

There is an abundance of breath

No striving

No laboring

You are there

Filling me

To overflow

With Living water

Not stuck

But flowing freely out from my belly

All of my indiscretions

Washed clean

Your fresh Holy Spirit wind

Fills my being

There is no striving

No strings

Only freedom.