Regret Bleeds To Longing

Regret beats down like rain Longing is like a still aquifer No matter how I cup my hands Regrets slip through my fingers Filters underground to longing All my failures transpire Comes down in a torrent The soil drinks all my regrets Pools into something pure Kilometers out of reach I bring out a shovel But emptiness has no soil Here's my drill too short But my bit is too brittle It breaks just out of reach ‘ The soil of a failed marriage The topsoil of a son divided Each grain of my shortcomings Receiving my sweat and blood Meet sweet and sour longing Quenched then parched again Give me living water, Jesus Make me porous enough Solute dissolved into solution That nothing drains to longing If I could let go of solidity To be dissolved by regrets To be transfigured to water So, I dig my well, empty Not knowing I am the Pacific Make a home in the desert Regret right as rain, me askew Sweet longing out of reach Myself, their conduit broken Dig into the impossible China Not knowing I’m 70% water Knowing, make me a pail A small hole if regret overflows Myself a drop of gritty blood Reaching toward the water table Longing like the salty ocean