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February 1985

 

a man

disillusioned

I struggle

with mediocrity

like Peter

I try to walk on water

and then proceed to drown

 

Lord

what is it wrong with me

that I cannot even write

a simple song of beauty

for you

in gratitude

for you

 

why is it

that what you give

I destroy

that I wish

for your glory

to be mine

how could I aspire

to the threshold of your throne

while I scrabble so in mud

 

clean me Lord

and make me whole

take me still

to be your child

 


Each New Day A Miracle
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