The Prodigal - a new poem

The Prodigal.

God,
                Take me back.
Wrap me in the warming arms of your love.
I am cold.
Swathe me in the guiding vestments of faith.
I am lost.
Shelter me under the vaulted ceilings of your House.
I am destitute.
                Take me back.
So that I may glow beneath your light once again,
for I am dull and fading still.
So that I may heal in the sanctuary of your caring hands,
for I am bruised and scarred.
               Take me back.
my eyes drown in tears,
Catch them in the blessed waters of your font.
my soul withers in starvation,
Fill me with your sustenance,
      until my belly swells with your spirit,
         and bears no more.

Comfort me with a love that no man will sour
For I am but human, and
     without you,
I am a shadow ghosting through life.

 

© 2011. Ami Lovelace. All Rights Reserved.

Content Copyright 2011. Ami Lovelace. All Rights Reserved.