Saturday, March 20, 2010

On a Sunday, a Prayer

For a Saviour

I walked through the hand span
Of my landlocked journeys
Afraid to take on the sea
Afraid to see
The empty spaces that stretch out
Like the endless miles
Of this dirt road

The empty spaces in a life lived
After memories of You faded
From my mutilated mind

Forgetfulness was no friend
Forgetfulness is a foe
In my struggle to swim through
The emptiness
Leaving You
Left behind

For it is the sad truth
It may have been me who left
But it was me who was left
With a hole in my soul

And as I walk to You
I do not doubt Your forgiveness
The unconditional, infinite love
You have for me
Humbly I beseech Thee
Take me back
For I am drowning in the empty sea
Of who I used to be.

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