for e.m.
i want
the rest
inherent in Your breadth--
the joyous
expanse
of Your forgiving taste--
the promise
of life in You, life for You,
my Lord--
adoring, longed-for servitude.
for so long
i wandered
the unbound plain--
no seed for grain,
no water for the seed--
o Love, o Life,
how can You love me
o so much
to wish to harvest
nothingness?
O Lord,
grant me, i pray, faith in Your rest--
o grant, o grant,
grant me
Your seed.
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