I’ll Be Along Soon
Tears for you
Tears for me
Arms holding love
Wait to be filled
No rush, no time
Ticks the soundless clock
So tired of living
Weak, wan and old
Take me to you
Release my poor soul
Unworthy of love
I’ve sinned, cried and died
Deeper within me
Than mortal has pried
Your will is my will
My heart’s out of tune
Hold, heal, enfold me
I’ll be along soon.
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I was in the mid region of a depressive episode as I wrote this. The words come from as deep inside me as is possible. I opened with tears, tears accompanied me through it and tears stayed with me at the close.
It is a prayer.
Time is relative. Our time here is but the blink of an eye in the whole of Eternity.
Soon is relative too.
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