this love
that over
me
has flowed
and I can only
flow back into the it
not warranting what is wanted not wanting what is warranted. Alone, with my need to deserve. My Desert.
and I could refuse
and I could refuse
Oh, I could turn
deserting
from this all of everything
just for the sake of my own
meager self-it is not that I can't accept but I am so afraid -proud
well, it isn't warranted.
I am embarrassed by this grace.
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