O Infinite Mercy!
Why should your grace
Wait for sincerity in my call?
Whether I want You
Or your gifts distracting,
Should you not come?
When You gave this to me -
Weak will and strong temptations,
Should there be any doubt on results
Of this futile one-sided tussles?
When you have cast me out,
Driven me away from Your home,
Why do you grin in mock
At vain wondering and restless search.
Did you also give me speech and words
And poetry and voice to see
My crooked attempts to
Please You through them?
All I ask, not sure of an answer;
"When separation from You
Was not my choice,
Why Union Is?"
Writing something after a long time. Again, poor with naming my poems. Hope the silent horizons will speak more often and speak well. Amen!
