Abba Father

Abba Father How much longer must I be, I am? How much longer sleeping in the open? And Father why I am. I am you, I am he, to you I am she. To blind to see tears, raining down and much I am to one and much. I am waiting, looking up forever up into the blinding white pure light. Some can not speak the truth of you. Distortions of the fading night, I am the darkness some have within but never left behind you, yet I am. I am here. I am there, where none but I can always be. Yet with you how could I be wrong? And I am always there. Of you and why I am. And you are by me thus. A flower never picked. Even though I am of you, What I see, forever what I see. I am with you and when you'r sleeping. And with you still I am.