All-Knowing One 

 

 

You know my story

Better than I do.

I seek you

So I can speak

My truth to Your truth.

You do not turn

Away when I call,

“Here me”.

I want to share

My inmost thoughts

Of pain, or frustration,

Or longing or joy.

Saying what is in

My heart can

Bring relief to my soul.

When I come to the larger truth

I can begin to hear,

Not my words,

But those you cause

Me to hear.

 

 

You speak of the courage

Of great faith.

Strip away my blindness

As you write your purpose

More clearly on my heart.

My prayer rises like incense

Before you,

But does not exhaust

Your perfect response,

Your quiet certainty,

Your deep wisdom,

Your immense love.

Cause me to hear,

In the silence

Of my heart

Your word,

Your breath,

Your promise. 






 

 Copyright  ©  August 3, 2020   Clara Ann Merkel