Sunday, April 17, 2005

To Know

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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