{Day 10}
a holy patriarch uttered my name
and it was written on
2 full pages, single spaced, small font
- of the mortal promises i made
so
many
promises
so typical of me
i can see it
eager, willing
wanting to do so much
having heroic intentions
for this life, this experience
not having a clue
what i'm getting myself into
and then, as it so often has been
when put to the test
barely, just barely average
having to scramble at the end
to be good enough
to "pass the exam"
but
a death bed repentance
is not good enough
is not what i promised
in that holy and sweet prayer
reminded
i said
i would
in those days before days
and now it is days upon days
they slip through me like hand-cupped water
running faster will not help
wisdom is what i need
what i should have asked for
before i left on my journey
wisdom
is what i pray for
each day
1 comment:
when will you believe...there is no average. you my dear are exquisite and MORE than enough. xox
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