The morning is still night
as I awake.
Steps to the bathroom
I take.

Cold water
awakens my soul
Seeing you sleeping,
reminds me i’m whole.

I kneel by you
and pray.
Thanking Him,
for you and today.

Then I kiss your forehead
as you lay their sleeping.
Realizing their was purpose,
in all those nights of weeping.

I waited,
for you.
We are one,
no longer two.

Biology gets me in trouble.
spring rolls around and I’m…
restless.

Fighting singleness
like a blanket too small
that doesn’t cover my feet.

Pull the blanket away from your face, stupid.
You’re fine.
You’re not content because you are seeing the 
problem and not the purpose.

I am tied to God’s victorious chariot.
He rides into the World as our champion,
and I,
am a bondservant and son.

Some days I am carried along by His horses
and some days I run alongside.
Some days, I just want to stop.
“Oh God, how much longer must we live in this fallen world?”
“Until, ALL have heard of my name.”

So I stand up, brush off the dirt
wipe away the tears
and look ahead to see those who don’t know Him,
and the tears fall again.