Father Time-Keeper

I keep throwing words at You
Thinking it will somehow change
What has been, what must be:
The numb new strange.

I believed You.

All these years I’ve kept my sprit tender
To hear, to love, to give
Now it hardens in my hands-
I want to live

Where are You?

I’m about to leave this place
And You have multiplied my daily bread
But the distance will cement
The rejected, cold, dead

Woman I’ve become.

Forgive me for moving here,
For everything I put the children through.
If the people here ever care to ask,
Forgive them too.

If You count sin, who could stand?

I guess it’s time to go.
I’ve been so wrong
Guessing what You were doing
It’s gone on so long

I’ve built my walls.

I’m not sure anything
Can penetrate my defenses
Grief has severed me and
Scar-tissued my senses.

This cycle closes the circuit.

In just a moment,
I won’t want anything to do with any of them ever again.

Remember Your promise.
Remember Your maidservant.