Every Day

 

Everyday is a conversation with you, Lord,

And, somedays, I don't feel like talking.

Most days, even the thoughts, behind my words,

Are erroneous, and deeply flawed.

Sometimes, my perpetual inward focus,

Shuts out, the expansiveness of Your love.

Numbed and distant, I cannot feel Your warmth.

Break down, my walls,

Demolish, the polar ice caps, growing on my heart.

Shine Your light, and melt me.

Do whatever, You need to do,

So that this conversation, is a conversation with two.

So that I, can hear Your voice, as clear as a bell,

For Your words are the sweet elixir of life,

They mean more to me than breathing.

Dawn Annette Montague

7th May 2024