Oh, Lord, Forgive Such Hubris
Oh, Lord, forgive such hubris
as would sum up the quotient
of an immortal soul……
I have…
spared the dandelions,
forgiven the birds,
washed the car,
parked again in the same spot…..
prayed for a different result
consoled a crying child
stifling my tears….
ego’s vain attempt at being strong
wasted in the trembling of my heart
cried alone, enmeshed in….. regretting
deeds that cannot be undone
words that cannot be recalled
faces….faded…. forgotten……faces
held the banner through the storms
of doubt filled angst….unbuckled
stood alone atop the chasm walls
raged against the shadows of dark canyons
shielding from my eyes an endless love
For Lord, if I be
but bone, and flesh, and sinew
what use have I
for dandelions unwept tears.
©6/2/2019
Soul IQ Poetry Contest
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