Lord, I wander.
You are always by my side,
Yet I am not always at yours.
I watch the things you have done in mind's eye,
How small I feel to know my deeds.
You are truly the missing piece,
How come I still desire more?
Sin an excuse, more than explanation.
I run to catch up, not because you left me,
But I have wandered again.
You stand and wait.
I know you are with me,
I still feel so alone.
Will anyone share my life on this earth?
Perhaps, for the best if not,
Afterall, I wander.
Some days I can almost touch your face,
Others, your form is a blur.
I desire so much, so little.
Can loneliness be my partner?
Lord, I wonder.
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