YHWH, my Father (Part III)

YHWH, my Father

tenderly You answer every need You make for me

            i, in turn, sing to You and worship in Your freedom

can the world see You in the messes in the shit

            yet i have cast all things off, to know You

turning until, again, my stalled heart has raced

            has filled with motion--in this stalling

and Your movement, i am always Yours.

            then the moments cease to be just a moment

                        now more instead

letting all You meant to me, be filled

with all You mean to You—

            truth cannot quench love,

            nor can death separate truth,

            nor can one and one make two,

                        only one now, only

            You                  me                   You