God Rests In the Lows

Do you delight in exaltation? In those neon bright lights I’ve been mesmerized before You are in the breathless highs But best in the captivating lows Exquisitely in temptations Divinely in the mundane How long will I deny you? Seeking your high like a drug I forsake you on the cross Run to sin city with a die High on my own ego, I go But you are easy in the lows Cloistered in empty times Chastened by old high times I make dull your ordinary Keep me sharp as your tool Or stalwart as a boring tree If only I have faith in cycles Not flickering with exaltation Not dulled by the doldrums Then I will praise you In the dying of my highs Down in the ordinary life