Your kindly indulgence
At your suggestion, I've been calling -
entreaty, praise, repetition of Your name
all the while longing for a love
to seal my lips, steal my tongue,
leave me rifled and speechless
on the side of the road.
Feel like I need a good talking to,
a dressing down, escorted from the building
a burned-out hulk unsteady on my feet,
certain aspects, presumptions
reoriented or removed entirely,
once more on the path I've never left
can never leave and yet
every now and then, I need
a good rough and tumble,
a no holds barred heart to heart
talking to, a dressing down.
O Lord, I await Your kindly indulgence.
O child of God, you ignore your Beloved
for long periods and then crave His attention.